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Lost

In the blue desert where we eat our friends

There's no more hope left for us

Grinning rotting faces look our way

Inviting us to the party of decay

Hope turns to despair

Buried alive, left with a few words written in blood

and the doubts of what would have come.

Out of supplies and lost in delusions

I had to fight for my life in a sea of pitch

When violence and brutality

attack yourself stand up and fight

Among the people with the black teeth

Far from the world we all know

we'd still find the same truth

Men are fierce and longs for blood

When your trust has been earned

that's when your back will be stabbed

Look all your work and friends

vanish in the final bloodshed

And so I lie, concealed again, invisible to survive

preparing, waiting for my chance to live

I went on a journey for fortune and fame

but fate is always ready to strike

I holed up myself in the deep of the dark

and I found the white end