Walking on the underground
The underground of life
Waiting the time
The time of the end of his life

With a black jacket
And black pants
Looking for all sides like an scarred
Homeless man

An empty red eye
An empty sight
Without any hope
Without Any chance to survive

Walking on the undergound
The underground of his mind
Waiting the time
The time to decide his life

Now the Jacket is out of his body
Your face passes from dispair to evil
Looking Act

An Anger in his eye
An Anger in his face
With nothing to win
And nothing to loose

Where is he going?
What he will do?
I Wish that is not a scenes review
Where He is Going?
What he will do?
I Wish thats not a new déjà vu
What he is doing?
Why he is Here?
I Think that's now is the end of this age