LOVE IS A DEAD ANGEL STUFFED WITH WINE AND BLOOD

Fairies cry tears of red wine into my glass

the godmother's skin went pale

the fairies ignored

the godmother looked at the deep black hole 

my heart was buried there

in a sharp look..vodka sliped from her blue eyes

she lost all hope

fairies sang a melody

to calm the voices and bring peace to my dead body

leaving the wonderful land "HEAVEN"

and i can see smiles painted in faces of nobody

the bloody body floats

on the dark clouds,forming a song of the absent blue soul

fairies let down their wings..wet..broken

following the rythm

of the singing wind

and hear the fairies whisper:LOVE IS A DEAD ANGEL STUFFED WITH WINE AND BLOOD.