Gray blood flowing in narrowing veins
The shadow is controlling the unwell
Bored, unknown person screaming offensive words
Creating the mass grayness
Sweating, like in a desert
suffocating gray dust
devour us
shadow of the gray sun
Gray minds' distortions building the walls
The colors of ideas converted with gray filters
The result is boredom, hate and anger
The color of skin is turned to gray
The nightmare is changed to gray
Not afraid of anyone
There is no killer, and there is no victim
The story is gray