Cristal sky's kids
Look at the ground
There are burnt everything
And if God is real
How can he admit it?
Hello little angels, where have you hidden?!
Lonely people with eyes of glasses
Sneaking everywhere,
Scars on the sky like flowers
And bloody freezing weather
Desert, fallen angels!
Every time.
When you think.
You will die.
And we die again.
Dogs smell the sent of fear
In the room ten by ten.
No doors, no windows.
Help is thee cubes below