We woke up in quarantine
By this time it felts like a dream
And then the shadows were talking
Through the endless days of fear
Rain falls upon the still clock
I just wish my cats could talk
In every cry a heresy
A nightmare that just starts to begin
Those rotten tyrants
They sold our lives
I’m sorry that you didn’t realized
A worldwide terror
Catastrophe
There will be no vaccine
Permanent disease
Protected by
Their golden cradle
As we all die
There’s no one to save us
Claustrophobiac
Now I’m dead in quarantine
Just a corpse without any dreams
Rotting outside of the casket
No grave of flowers for me
Worms eating me inside and out
Entire lifetime having no choice
A necromantical screaming
Stuck inside those four tight walls
Claustrophobiac
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