In ur last whispers, after vanishing
The grey wall stand, surrounding
U
whispering ur thoughts about
Vanishing
Into their surrundlng safe
Lockets
Tasks in them to make
Me 2 join myself forever
And never to sleep again
Only 2 dream my dreamings
With out any solving, lightning..

Nitvana
Amen

Life is just slow death

I just misted it
The one language
That i can really
Follow

Thinking of this
That I was thinking
An I can get a spell on it
It's just was
Just
waste of time
Thinking through
A wasted time

All ready dead an controlled
Piece by piece
I'm drowning in ur tears
Couse
U are there

Not following
Where's ur sound
Language
An smile

U naughty devil
Subscribe
Urself

Whiner..