You should never take a part at this Comedy of God.
Give me hands and close yours eyes - good boys go to bed at night.
Do you see the darkest waves, which will eat yours cruel hearts?
Do you cry, a little boy? Take it easy and enjoy
Peace or emptiness of life.
It was nothing and it`s right.
Do you wanna to return?
Now your answer will: "No, sir!"
You was waiting of good path.
Maybe you just wanna love.
It`s OK, a little boys, God
Loves all of his dead toys.
Broken bones and sea of blood.
But I like this chance to cut
Wasted past for better future.
You`ll reborn in wooden sculpture.
