we came from the dark pit of the earth where laid in depth nearly close to us some core of doom and there we weren't catching any breathe so we could only use our bounds to isolate ourselves from sounds of screaming pain of lying dead with badly glued their heads to necks and knock them off from fallen trees who said we cannot use deseases to prepair this land for life with striving strikes among mean highlands
we're silenced like a children played loud on the first floor running up and down the stares and eyes on us with scared faces replaced their souls we bought them freedom but they wasted it in the first day of the moon
come brave and glorious wise man you have to pass through all their strums which they do by biting our tails and wings they puke and swallow out on our faces like the ceremony of disgrace and lightnings now can't light at all we stay outside but still at home making us believe in non-existent beings showing fist of harmful gore and blacked out mist
we're silenced like a children played loud on the first floor running up and down the stares and eyes on us with scared faces replaced their souls we bought them freedom but they wasted it in the first day of the moon