I always dream about those twinkled-eyes
Horned-being fell from the sky.
Asked me to be unconcerned by hanging
I refuse, so he is now nagging.
He told me about my friends
about leading them into dead-ends.
He told me about my family
about destroying them ruthlessly.
but, “everything will be fine”, said he
If I will trade my life by sleeping endlessly.
It’s so hard to dwell with fallen Angel
Forcing you to go to their home-hell.
He’s waiting for me every night
saying; it’s time to escape reality from my sight.
Since, I’m so sad, I’ve decided to fly
But seven hells! I wake up! so I sigh…