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(The) shaft of daylight melts dirty panes (The) stench of life pulls them out from (their) dreams Those living wastes on the streets outside Woken up again with no place to hide Daily food like shit and beer Daily bread as though as steel (and) this taste is stronger than heroine I open cardboard door to see An empty faces flowing by... like a stream As a river of shit pours over me (The) secretions of city mass machine Sewers running thru my veins Acid corroding remains of my brain... From Letras Mania