Blood brings you good luck
Luck dosent come without blood
Blood is red
Luck is black
you can‘t see it
You can‘t feal it
You can experienc
You can pray for it
You can belive on it
Karma is his sister
She comes allwayes with him
Thay are bestis
They are one
They are two
They are her
They are every where
They act how they want
They are crazy



The look she gives
That look that makes you regret looking at her she is powetfull
She knows she is
She knows her power
Like a pocketwatch swinging
Hipnotizet on her eyes she has you on her pocket and picks you up when ever she wants