Heavy rain drenched canyon

Roaring thunder a big tree fell

Dogs of nightstorms started howling

In red glare of rocks

An old church appeared

It's gates a suffering monk



Where do I know him from?

Face with scars

Where do I know you from?

But no answer

Clang of keys

The iron gate was opened

Monk standing just behind

Invited me to come inside

Darkness, dirt, foul smell wafted

Then I noticed shreds of heads

Yelling in pain

Their eyes stared at me



And what for

And what for

At such night you want to come

Where do I know you from

It's like devil's house.

Chains, chains thrown off

Till blood.