Dark darkness will come naturally
Your body and spirit will be released for a moment to drift into a dream
The swirling dark wind pierced every cavity of life
Slowly but fiercely, touching what is there
Forgotten already fake memory
Only missed won't last
Wrathful souls are always bro like
Bad temper will be formed
Darkness changes
Grim loses
Gloomy untouched
The sign starts to rise
The image is certain
The theory will be a real condition
Thinking and engraved in the temple
Lost for a moment but will return to fines
