There's Nothing...

Clandestine Blaze

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I open my eyes
There's nothing i can see
Except the blood dripping knife
On my own hand

I sniff the air
There's nothing i can smell
Except the stench of human corpse
Which lays on the ground

I touch the flesh
There's nothing i can feel
Except wounds of sliced body
Coldness of the dead