29.9.2013

Can you hear the counting song of pain, baby?
The president.
[I want to scatter your face.]
Depicting the answer reflected in your eyes
[I want to scatter your trick]
Can you hear the counting song of pain, baby?
[I want to scatter your excuse.]
The black day still won't fade
A prosecute. Your luck will run out someday.
Hatred to you is a proper act.

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29.9.2013
i'll never forget<3