A sudden heart attack the scape from death
The strange doctor I met beyond fictions and facts
His weird theories seemed insane fantasies
His combinated deceases made he the cold need
And from that cold room I'd return many times
Hearing theories of life without organic life
Artificial life preservation
Facts or hallucinations in the cold air
We re chained to a immortal beast
We re chained to our faith and fears
Where shall our conscience go to when
All our flesh is rotten
Oblivium waits for your turn
It’s time to be forgotten
Dead many years ago before we met
Having no more places to go far from the wind
Many time has passed when in the middle of October
With a dreadful quickness the horror of horrors
The refrigerator collapsed and I couldn't fix it
Some kind of a clammy trace was traced in the floor
