As Sun
Hundred of us are mortal and already fallen,
Thousands of us gonna fall I think second night.
Damage is clearly bigger (I haven't call you),
Than I can manage barely without advice.
Maybe I'm just myself and I have no other
Way to defeat my own sick, tired mind.
But maybe I'm bigger, I'm matter, my mind is golden
As sun. It's really harmful to see my light.
