DIFFERENT

This is not the same... The ake in my head its almost gone, have survived the explotion, ready to carry on , but with one arm no legs and no ears, I cant even breathe well... It can be I can see but its all wuther.... No other way than the same way crawl against the in-rotten dog claws of humanity, that surrounds me... This is the place I use to know, with great surprise I look at it... Now the flame really burns.... I´ve alrready been to hell but never stayed on it.