Sunday city

Sunday.
Dark side city has turned to me.
I go on empty streets
In city center.

The gray sky,
Took in a siege..
Rain.

City the monster.
Rain not wash off traces.
The people chewed by you.
Blood.
Guts.
Brains.
Such vile, champing loneliness.

I alone! ha-ha-ha!
I alone in a monster-city!

This city has eaten you.
This city will eat me.
This city has eaten all.

Rain.. rain.. hard.. rain.

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Предыдущий: Мама
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