When the sunset on the eastern

Horizon the chill seeps showing no mercy

To the life called human

Who life without protection as it

Grip the soul an a teeryfying night

As if a pair of a red eye

Are starring sharply and it seems

Like angel of death it is real

Or fake ? ... it real

The body shiver in the cold wind

Feeling as if life will end with every possing moment

Streanghthen the spirit despel the

Fear until down breaks

In the morning i breath in thе fresh air

Without hesitation uncertain whеther

It has ended or if is the first wave

Devouring the dust of destruction

And poverty that only bring an undeniable

Murder then be prepared

The defence fortress is a strong as iron