My mouth and dissociation
A full tear wolf "
How long have lapsed dissociation uncertain beautiful Loch lose?
transient disintegration
It is fighting with the dead
past red leaves uncertain
Red is particularly alien face
Do you not see that my heart is running in the morning as a dog?
resignation to the dead past is painful
suffers the wound!
has a red sky in the dead lie
Who knows whether the awareness of heart burns only now?
...
His wound as transience
"Painful storm '
red dissociation people about your dreams
cloud of the world are dying
forget about the beautiful eagle slaughter
helpless rose hidden corrupt absolutely absurd ... like a long
black face hidden madness
Is not this the irony of fate that seemingly elusive suffer?
scarry existence of a child as a host of fighting
and yet still looks hypocritical to loneliness omnipresent existence?
spit to man...