Although broken tear
Imagine that the sun lies on the fallen crowu
Satan is fighting the last time with the wind
skrwawione sky destroys the host of the variation
mortal pain is like a wine from our past disaster
why flame escapes broken?
from the abyss of loneliness of death escapes
Why do we expect to face after skrwawionej revenge like a lonely shadows on the host of sin?
sees the pressing storm despair
Here are helpless yearning...