For she calls you the black winged devil against the God.

Satan.

And she smiles with her tongue and lips but not with her heart.

Says to me, " come you useless dog, takemy lead,."

And who stabs you with a silver fork of hatred and jealousy perhaps?

Or maybe a tinge of sadness? None at all?

For I could be your Friend.

And that was when the blood gushes out into a canyon of emptiness, and I realise,

nothing more i wanna do with them, not ever again.

Nobody will understand this, i write it in a way only i will know what and who i am talking about.

Goodnight.

Tomorrow is the finale.