The Sunk

written in 1996 by Vladimir Godlevsky composed by Suno AI Your last breath will fade in wind, your

last cry will quit in mind, the sounds of deadly quit will fright you.

You're locked up. You cannot see the light. It's time you will

in depression, For what you're sinking in submission. You're sinking in your life.

On to hell you will drive. The deuces show you death. On through with

your last breath. You dead man since you were born. You know its

life It's just a thorn. The quarter of the years is

lived. You're sinner, and the gods don't need it. No need to