Hatomic - Trash

Shadows
Running after you
Rotten smell
Impregnates the place where you are

Nothing
Except yourself
Trembling hands
Your mind is confused, full of dirt

Dragging
On the floor
Trying
To find some place

Contempt
Turn your back
Sinking
Digging your grave in the ground

From the trash comes to trash will
From the trash comes to trash will
From the trash comes to trash will
From the trash comes to trash will return

Nightmares
On your mind
Sleepless nights
Loneliness

Darkness
Fills your heart
Mask falls
You can't hide from yourself, no way out

From the trash comes to trash will
From the trash comes to trash will
From the trash comes to trash will
From the trash comes to trash will return