One mask mask in the morning Silence of any retirement poison, then Endangered, depressed, but not to accept the rate War or Joint Identity |
Harry, the murderer is the magician Broke, but did not sit on the knees, the magician Let's leave the footprint in the empty corridor Message the next day ....
Exhalation only with hands Like tired people mock mistakes The confused magicians are lost The mystery thinks about me
Think of you quietly in town Draw graffiti across the wall Blood spots will spread in the body of the destiny, Chest ribs ..