Re-lost world
It still looks on his face
on a sick tear naively expected
steal a corpse leaves foreign
especially not from the storm, no one escapes
Seductive as he looks at the life of his mother
failed as the host of the slaughter penalty to fixedly
alone is running out of wine
rejected as the sin of the world is looking for a single rose
seeing how people crazy night shows at the end of despair illusion
elusive pain crying...