CoL 08. Diabarha - Victorian Prisoner

=== Deprivation === This old time, society and proper atmosphere of victorian era, will never come back. While we can at least mimic it, we simply... don't want to. Time goes on, constantly making a one-way line. Are some people sentenced to death in such prison? Because they can't adapt to the current timeline, they can't get used to some things. Time goes on, and nor you, neither I can stop it or turn back. Death is going to come one day, yet I'm still not sure whether it's a good, or a bad thing. What would you feel in the end of your days? Relief? It's a good one. Missing great days? Then it's a bad one. Unless someone invents the time machine... probably not during my lifespan. __________ Lyrics [PL]: [Werset 1 (x2, x2)] Powiedz proszę, jak stąd wyjść Czyż mam stać i kajdan gryźć Co mam robić, dokąd iść Jak mam być i jak mam żyć Na swej smyczy już wieszam me P