The Day When The Sun Went Out


Shake yourself free from torpidity 
Rub your eyes to see the nearness of insanity 
Lightless corridors too winding for the goal to be seen 
Walls imbued with blood watch with silent reproach 

Trapped in the maze of their own rage 
Ground burns feet and hides the curse of the age 
Is there any chance to save humanity 
When the only view is a rod of your own cage. 

Reload your gun bearing on mind that the last bullet is destined for you 

Country underground 
Oxygen is running out 
In the day when the sun went out 
Dripping water measures persistence of time 

Candle's burned down and I feel so tired 
The limit of the common sense allotted by barbed wire 
It's our private war 
Senseless as the true one 
In the day when the sun went out 
Killing is the only fun