My evil exterior
Infuses horror
In outlook of peace
Which was constructed by you.
Therefore everything is all right,
Pity has been dead.
Fallacious faces
Are burning everywhere.
Where’s your face?
Where’s your soul?
Blind people are puppets
Beat head a brick wall.
Absurd affairs
Are maid by crazy people
And hearth’s warmth
Is quieting in ice.
Jump in the fire are
Epidemic in minds
Omnipresence attack
Murder’s in you.
Faculty care
Factor of fear
I’m not your defender –
I’m hate for you!!!
Dead is a fade for you
Deceitful world has been dead.
I also kill a lie
I will revenge for angels tears.
29.04.06.
My evil exterior...
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