Oasis

Dust of Time and bodies remains
Are based upon the dead ground
Suffocating smell attracts insects
Oasis of a mad feast
Set of falling, death is the one
The fool not learned by a life
Having stepped the mercy don’t wait
There you will find the end
Moisture can serve the blood
True choice of week without food
Skul’s decorated with dunes
Merging with Mirages
Set of falling, death is the one
The fool not learned by a life
Having stepped on the sand
There he find painful end
Infinite halls of light
Is deceptive
Smart traps of death
Around me are playful
The bird waits for carrion
Incessantly narrowing a circle
Red light burn my eyes
I overcome desolation
Place where the shadow
Imperceptibly escapes
One more day gradually kills
Heaps of stones-dead
Cost for a long time here