Flowers are falling
The morning is dark
The night is darker
The souls are ugly
The humans are animals
The animal are humans
The stone is warm
Than the warmest heart
We are falling like asteroids
On the darkest night in Jan
Angels die and demons rise
The sins is desirable now
It's common now and the good is rare
I cry when angels deserve to die
This is the end of everything we know
!Be prepared
Or you'll be not faired

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Thank you HALA Again x2