Counteractions of the Livings

sudden crash of boredom

like a fatal collaspe of a kingdom

i sit on a street laughts

at the benevolents of half

creatures come with a shadowy enigma

lie in the underground magma

as the thoughts sonn came to an end

only the terrors found to begin

fiends crowl up the hell

with a light snowy hail

the reincarnation of devil has begun

an end the world has to come

even the sanities has dissapated

in a night fill with oddity

how death features the beauty of memory's eternity