Each street soaked wet from rain
Blacktops drenched and slippery
Each step taken was run in vain
A moment fateful, even obscure
Falling, grievous pain, mystery
In fierce winds that howl loudly
One's body can't possibly endure
No screaming, no noise allowed
Quickly fading, life out of time
Nothing left to say or even do
Existence passes without light
As the darkness will devour all
Painting by Beneš Knüpfer 1905
