Oh the Sun and the Tear

Carve me is carving sounds like your halt faces
Never mine to say that pleasant moment has afloat away

Dancing the hallows of darkening day
Thinking that i have to go and run like letter's alphabets you wrote

All of hatred, fears and lack of warmt
Runs me into deeper Hell that you inhabit...

And laughing
Spreading
Mouldning

You just try hang
But the false narrow wont never resist