Two worlds messed in a conflict. Will it be a tie or someone shall die? Two worlds,, deflecting from orbit. Will they crash or they'll attain to survive?
I pick up your tears as they fall, while you cry I put them in a purse the sadness to immerse. I pick up your tears to retrieve your smile I throw them at the sky, I dress them as stars
Hear the sun now crawling for his throne again soon he will be shining for the world of pain. But not for us, he lost his trust in us. Not for us, we must impose our lust