But we lost a lie
aware of see the shadow of an eagle ...
hate
expect
always seeking to iron starvation forgotten sun
transient town
shows why the host of the red?
its destruction kills crying red hand
Is not this the irony of fate that still harbors the desire ruddy hand at night as a long suffering angel of sin?
In addition, the death of losing our insanity
red dancing madness
alone as the cross of reality hidden...