The last flower.....
growing wild in the garden

                             Facing the giants
                          with the nature of liar

  The war will end
if you die with them

                           Let your soul be sent
                               to heaven land

Or pretend to be dead
  tho crush in hands
                                              BUT...
                           The last flower will survive
                               for the rest of the life.

Life begins with the two eye
but she have different eye

The eye of thunder
faded the world of leisure

Once you opens the use
it get different rules

The last breath of outer
taken to the breath of inner

The inner mental pictures
kept inside the colors

Darkness to be shade
indigo will parade

The third eye says
to curse your ways