I am ruled over by the gray
The time has over
The road is closed
We have a no choice
Freedom is parted with by us and a given Freedom that systematized
A fortune of the gray past
The meaningless symbol
The shady sun is shining over my head
We can't lose my way
We line up at the line
Frosen eyes can not see the truth
Our mouth is sewn
I stand on one leg on the sacrifice
The dead is only number and my parched tears
My unreflective mmirror and unopenable door
My programed world