Everybody is dead, nobody lives with me, nobody is
here to help me
I'm quiet alone at present...
Is there a meaning in my life, my stupid life now!
There is one joy left to me: to wait for my death!
The Bruts who have taken from their own lifes the
Are disposing of other lives now! Yes, they do it.
It's a pity
They are merciless killers comiting deadly sins
They give terrible death to the