Momental Madness

Tarantist

You are cold
Wishing for warmness
Need for fire
Burns inside
You light, getting warm
So hot, then you comfort.


Hitted at the top
Fall asleep
burning in flames
In a cold death
Your flesh is at the rest
As cold as ashes.


This, is the unreal happiness
You have died in the Momental Madness.

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