Skrwawiony angel
last helpless shows someone lying
on the bleak existence spit any shadows ...
fatal as the fault of NIP crow revenge against the transience z?udnego
longing dreams seem to expect the hand
Time is running out rejected
dying in the sky
I am
its existence hidden in the black crime of sick despair
They spit dead at the mouth
Do you not see that going spell out revenge?
Is not this the irony of fate that our...