You can’t force the eyes to open
No wounds will be erased
You have a vacuum hidden inside
They are born and chain themselves
No wounds will be erased
Into the bush
They are born and chain themselves
It will color the blood piss-yellow
Into the bush
You would grow old
It will color the blood piss-yellow
I hope it will explode.
You would grow old
You have a vacuum hidden inside
I hope it will explode.
You can’t force the eyes to open