Dreams flow out
As the stars shine black
In his kingdom of dust and pain,
Fearless he remains as silent as well
Not a word in vain
Walking alone
On the wrong side of the road
Losing himself to madness and pain
And the scars of time
Are being graved in his neck
A glass slides to his hand sitting down at the bar
Enjoying the taste of loneliness
While disturbed by someone,
for his presence at the stand
Stay focused, stay calmed
He tried too hard but in the end he failed,
And when he looks at his naked hands,
They were spotted with blood
Showing some knuckle bone,
He just woke up
One more round
Looking for nothing but to enjoy a beer,
Our fellow stranger ends up being
A one-man show for a fight in a bar
With no story to tell
No memory to recall
And yet guilt comes walking the way home
In this victory he feels no pride,
While defeated by the beast,
When those frail and fragile bars,
Hold no longer and breaks out

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