The pain, oh the pain i endure and the struggle within,
to keep my heart from tearing my chest,
its the fear, the agony, the things i have won
and cry from the Tartarus' abyss,
the emotions that twirl in a mad wicked dance and form the fangs that bite,
the jaws of a beast unleashed,
which entlangles with images and feelings caged for long aeons,
now speechless i sweat hearing the primal instictive scream that calls for liberation...

Writer; Christos Koutsotasios
Artist: Christos Koutsotasios