Agony

The world is killing itself, like always but with a faster rithym and light speed . My mind is killing me. No love, just endless corrosion caused by the agony. Agony. Agony. Agony. I keep trying to escape the terrible agony, fighting against time. Even the music has changed. Some of the good bands broke up, others got old or burgeoise, some of the great writers are dead. I´m a zombie, life keeps running away.