i touch the sky´s with both handsi see the beatiful nature,and cry for the human raze for this same people if they a hate the beatiful of the sky..this treasure it´s destroyed for the smokes, the hate, and the eyes with bad intentionssave our souls save this peoplebut mi body it´s corrupt and it doesn´t right to the living a eternal flame...the game don´t is for the winners ....
ths sky need now touch with mi handsthis sky need right now if i give to it mi gift, the only gift
i dont think this hell is forever but our mind need changed now...
...nos apuramos antes de lo necesario.....esperamos mas ayá lo que se nos regala antesvivimos en relacion de cosas...entreguemos nuestra sustancia al placer de tocar con ambas manos el cielo...el juego no se gana.....