Though I'm a mountain

Still do I cry

The bleeding wounds

Run down my sides

Though my RESOLVE is STRONG

My body is weak

I'm the Mountain of Ruble

Who is coming down!

Cascading NIGHT skies

Contain many starry,

Crying eyes

Captured by their disguise

But don't look now!

Their bodies are all

BLACKED OUT

By the wanting of a hidden Genocide