A dead soul lies there
A sleepy frozen river
And few indifferent memories to enjoy.
Beneath the husk there lays me
Like a stranger, so cold and numb
After the battle, it's so cool & calm
Ugly face of fallen bravery.
Inside this carcass there's nothing & none
No shame; no fear; no sense at all
Nowhere to look at, no one to call
In this meekness, I am the fun.
Underneath the shroud-, few tear drops
A blank life, a rotten fate
Your search ends here and you get
Lying solemnly my stinking corpse.
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