The darkness has faded
in the middle -
between faith and sin -
strong, gray, deeply insightful.
Waves of anger invade me.
His ears swallowed with a hell of a thunder.
Memories of terrible invasions,
they give me a sense of excitement.
Ocean of tears is splashing -
to die for me.
Was it love or torture?
It is no longer important ...
I can smell the corpse -
everything hits me cum -
suffering, disappointment, sorrow;
sharp needles stick to my naked back.
Hand out for help
rises on a moonless night.
Hoffenheim's port does not reach.
While Death does not catch up with her ...
Goodbye and Kisses ...