The sound of crying and laughter, the sound of the slippery wind and the silence of the path of the
displaced mind, lost and confused and a thousand fragments of forgetfulness
and darkness and the pungent and opaque smell of neglect yesterday or today or tomorrow What
extinction is the silence of
the cold breath The shape of a pain
What pain? The pain of silence Forgetfulness
you dont ask you dont know you dont want
to and it got lost It became blurry it turned grey You play
the sound of the check check yesterday Tomorrow look at the blackout
Tired leg The heart is tormented, the
earth is angry, the hands are tied, the hands are tied, the cold is hard, the cold
is hard, the sour is dead
, the cold is hard,
come, the myth of this storm, I am scared of love, come,
O light of darkness, the lines of hatred, and a nightmare, the same plan, the silence of the path of the
displaced, lost, confused, and a thousand fragments of forgetfulness,
darkness, and the pungent and opaque smell of neglect yesterday, or today, or tomorrow
, what a shutdown, forgetfulness,
a closed gaze, tired heart, a sorrowful heart.
The earth is angry, the hands are tied, you are scared,
you dont ask, you dont know, you dont want
to, and it got lost, it became gray, it became gray, the sound of yesterdays check, tomorrow is blacked out, come on, the
myth of this storm, it frightened me of love,
come on, the light of darkness, the lines of hatred are covered and sad,
that the story is endless, and hopeless,
lest the storyteller forget it, this is a one-bedroom plan
that means oblivion, silence.
