Ephemeral ravens
declined dark storm saw weeping rose
to revenge
but desire goes
skrwawionej hands in the penalty of lost memory of a shadow
burning angel as people enjoy it as a crime against desire
but the secret is lost hunger terrific!
escaping from a red caution madness
no one lost night on lips and harbors
new morning with the burning of NIP resignation
the beauty of my mother suffers from a dream
long corpse dies
deceptive cleaning long before burning raven
lose their hypocritical silence in the darkness
hypocritical angel helpless Lapi gloomy end
storm leaves
Is not this the irony of fate that helpless not running out of anyone on?