The Black River Damnation

At the place, been the ruins imperial, In the ominous midnight we`re lost- Not belongings, but some immaterial. Been so long, broken straight — it`s a trust. Searing beams flared up everywhere instantly And disclosed all the horrible truth: This area infested with criminals - Like an awful abhorrent mushroom Sprayed the spores. Or insects breed all over here, Weave the nets, tight and lasting, take roots, Braid a warm cozy nests in the cornerlets - For themselves and their`s similars too... All the kinds of hard-headed detectors-cops Only threw up their hands, and no more: You will never find it, what you`re looking for, We can`t help you, excuse us, but not. Let a hope for the better will never end, Now it`s clearly just one, all the same: When an evil came - who`d been indifferent, They got a lifelong stigma of shame... Where`s someone picks something from somebody, Without warning and asking, and go. The unknown also takes from the other - There a prosperity will never come. And, it seems, be unhappy – it`s destiny Of this land, which just looks great & strong. A thief, robber, and rogue — don`t discern - don`t need, Cause a matter of all them is one.