My friend

My friend, i loose your life

Habit, increases the soul

Why the men running, in circles

Deleting the light, of the Sun?

Many storms, low blood

Your lifebook, ripped, by your hands

On the road to town of chosen offender

Five snakes ready to attack new children

The system caught your brain and your heart

The earth, in your feet, you kick out, the globe

The sphere is your head, infected amazon

The sphere is your head, infected amazon

Stars of the universe

Long life to her many points

The angels falling every Day

The eter sings in your blood

Your mind seeds the blesses

To all the countries, towns and hearts

My friend, your days, are a big real novel

Tragedies, smiles, the city goes blind for you

Rockets, cyborgs, a soul not invented

Insects, animals, food chain in your home

Tiny world, big ego, eternal evil

Lonely people, wearing your pride

Builnding a old story, we already know

Wil not end well...will not end well...