Blasphemous heart
City goes furtively revenge
transience leaves the illusory guilt
the emptiness
Do you not see much crime crazy carnage?
your child is appalling sun again
because its like a cross ravens flee
face disintegration dies
Satan does not look for anyone living
cleaning hands, hidden in a hidden pain mortal pain
home against everything the world is looking for a nice wolf
only now it is looking for a child full...