Thrills and emptiness

Night, cold like a dagger of solitude,
Breath of a city, emptiness and stanch,
A walk among the fading lamps, it's the only salvation

To not die, to not die, the only thoughts,
To survive till dawn, to fall asleep, to not wake up,
I'm still alive, amphetamine flows through my vein,
Giving a chance to survive,

Still few hours to not fall,
Broken reveries and dreams,
I spew with all of that, I fuck that,
Only the thrills and paranoia,

Not, do not give up,
An October night among the drops of rain,
Among the coldness and the breath of death,
Empty streets, sweet nothingness,

Only the alcohol gives me the warmth,
Human shells stinking with putrefaction,
Coldness does not exist, Fuck off !