I'm the child of a monday and wet rigor, Screaming carrion, poisonous scoff; Crave for you mercy from day to day Mistakes of youth's kill me today! I am beseech you - smear my snot on head-on glass, And wring my neck, if I don't do that, And mildewy joy took shelter in eyes... I'm cannot afraid, 'couse from now on fear is my friend, When I turned back, You're giving a breath, unruly steel I am the timeless memory and, I am run-down, but i believe...