Corpses and moans stuffed in four asphyxiating wall shouting without being listened to;
Pleading for fresh air
The eyes of their freedom only can see rusty chains
In their fleshes there are pus and infections
Locked up and hit - the rats begin to devour their fleshes
Dirtiness begins to dry out their corpses covering them with repugnance
Their injuries are filled by mud, their minds are flooded with panic
Light doesn't exist to them, just the isolation and dirtiness
Asphyxiated victims by the claustrophobia, pleading for their freedom
Asphyxiated victims by the claustrophobia
I hate this f**ing reality
I feel devoured by Worms of hate
I don't want to see more torture!
I don't want more insanity and shouts
My mind will exploit in desperation
Really I hate this ba*tard world
Asphyxiated victims by the claustrophobia, pleading for their freedom
Intensive pain, claustrophobia, mud, rats and chains
Isolation, shouts, fear, insanity, asphyx
Shouting without being listened to;
Pleading for fresh air