The days of empty husk are contraindicated prisons
The miracle obtained is Venus from Hell
The bell of despair is the ecstasy of death
Hollow and decayed
A poisoned apple
Golden birds igniting in a fire
An angel becomes crimson in the falling abyss
The finest honey is a delightful joke
Soaked and indulged
A playground
In my dream, wings have broken
White birds eating their ego as a fruit
Flowers, honey, and descending chicks
Please, sweetly and profoundly heal me
Paradise
The symbol of a holy prayer is corruption
Any miracle ends with a planted revenge
The nails on the crown are the shrieking sages
Break it and destroy it
Utopia
The saint's blood glue on the trembling body
The life of a maiden scatters and blooms, luminous
Well-being on pain to cruelty on the daily basis
Revealing and pain
Apocalypse
Unbearable fools frighten of prayers
Shouting, begging for desires and tranquility
Butterflies, feathers, and beautiful things
God at last goes insane in jealousy
Drifting debris of primordial disaster
The cue of chaos awakening to be born
The overlapping consciousness is the soul of a previous life
The revolving Akasha
A space funeral
The urge to suppress solitude
Superiority that deposited the hands of corruption
The shackles of desires is a caution of freedom
Falling and falling
Until hell
The vague boundary line between heaven, hell, life and death
Cruel to live in fear of death
Inferno
Counting the number of times of being sad and compare it with someone else
Ruthlessly, you cannot reach happiness
Paradise
The days of empty husk are contraindicated prisons
The miracle obtained is Venus from Hell
The bell of despair is the ecstasy of death
Hollow and decayed
A poisoned apple
Golden birds igniting in a fire
An angel becomes crimson in the falling abyss
The finest honey is a delightful joke
Soaked and indulged
A playground
The symbol of a holy prayer is corruption
Any miracle ends with a planted revenge
The nails on the crown are the shrieking sages
Break it and destroy it
Utopia
The saint's blood glue on the trembling body
The life of a maiden scatters and blooms, luminous
Well-being on pain to cruelty on the daily basis
Revealing and pain
Apocalypse
Drifting debris of primordial disaster
The cue of chaos awakening to be born
The overlapping consciousness is the soul of a previous life
The revolving Akasha
A space funeral