When night takes clouds from the sky,
It's open underground world,
There ghosts of trains in tunnels fly,
And they are still, as metal, cold.
But now there light is turning red,
The trains suggest only child's fears.
Someday this darkness driving mad
By voices, sounds and blood tears.
When you come down to this night,
You'll never can't back up again,
This underground without light
And life is price for not your game.
Somebody says: “There Devil sleep“,
And for someone it's a legend,
But there is darkness, and it's deep,
And there no one doesn't leave trend.
And every night this legend comes
From underground of your town
In dirty clothes of a lamb,
But when dark night again falls down.
Underground world
© Copyright: Василий Колесниченко, 2010
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