Beautiful lips
hidden in the slaughter of his black despair
destroys you failed to wound the man ...
someone invariably goes
Finally tempt me ...
the ravens have strongly
dance between darkness and the abyss of a lie delusion
why the dead body of my heart is running painfully?
It looks at the carnage before them
disaster destroys tear
They flee to the emptiness
skrwawione fighting force as the existence of uncertain...