Wolf
hidden madness dies
yearning cries of clouds in the blood
We suffer but we are keenly
declined to sanction fleeting life looks slow
ruddy slaughter ghosts as we show now
a dying forever
I probably escaping from eagle
trappy end leaves nothing alone forever
the mouth of the penalty of longing
long pass to the sun unit
crazy tear kills them
still waiting for the man rejected his face
helpless in the face of uncertain foreign NIP fault
fixedly dance like the sun, my eagle
dies on the darkness of his dungeon lying
spit lost its fear of