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I got lost in hallucination, on a rainy night,
Caught in tragic situation, feel the anxiety inside.
I am stuck alone with shadows, in a hospital ward,
Like a prisoner, on the gallows: my disease can't be cured.

Lowering down in the coffin, through the smoke of incense.
Rigor mortis in the offing - can not move my hands.
Icy void in my brain, body covered with rime.
Everything begins again, repeating time after time.

All the streets around are hazy, like a blind man's eyes.
Someone calls me, or someone blames me - vague, belated replies.
Inject the four-percent solution of opiate in my blood -
Let me see - life is a delusion, covering like a flood!

Now I wander in the darkness, among the madmans and tramps.
Just as they, seeking a Satan's address, in the light of gas lamps.
Sinner's hill and Black Cathedral, heavy clouds in the sky.
Meaning of my life is crystals, no reason to die!

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