Train

[yudha eriya putra]

only up right here alone
all the lining of the eye next to the closed world
point temperature of zero degrees my bones
What else do I look for in a frozen state
just train to come pick me up
yes, take me somewhere

when it comes time
You don't  worry
will not actually smell of carrion smell
quickened my steps back meetings
leave tragedy

getting closer and receive carefully
because the train will arrive