\'\' Time leaves only the dry bones of what were our crazy hopes ! \"
Hours voyaging in the gutter,
long abyss ,so bitter ...
Fake diamond the sentiment,
scum of salted resentment,
soul, exploring dustbin,
livid figures around,so mean...
Love is adrift ,
venom and gift ...
Beauty in inspired death,
fire and ultimate breath,
reveries,faded purpose,
sad journey for a rose...
Night crows pathos,
nasty crowd chaos ...
I beg you pardon,
my lady skeleton ...
Mood, flood, dirty side ,
flop hours in slow tide ...
Tell me what to do ,
with such a carnal blue ?