Burning the sky
All around my blue eye.
Hidden
Happen
A comment
said you so loud,
the Red is turning to the high.

“He’s bleeding to your vein
as slowly as the exstremist games their fines.
He kissed your idiots,
tell the unworthy murderer in this World.” Said a Pegasus.

Holding the Red back over the rain,

I jumped to my glory edge
Sinking to the ground
to find to the sound,
The sound of my finest sins.