The Day When the Sun Went Out - Esqarial

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