Not a sacred place! This place is cursed by God for sure! See them try to k** the pain, blackness fills the mind, decayed Swarming stigma attaches, insane Yesterday, truth despaired, my life, stolen easily
Trenched again, unfathomed thoughts, my grave deeply Stone grown, growing in squares, light shines me thru Blindly finding, doubting, d**h's riddles, so true (Saxophone by Marcello Balena)