Death Note

If the music kills you, it is not meant for you The sheet doesn’t read exactly It’s like an executioner’s note where the good in goodness sounds relieving until the bad in badness...

THESE TWO CLASPED HANDS

The living shall fight for love and they may painfully have. But should the war become a war for gods and of God, the living shall be cut in half. So, in the land of Roermond It was a grave sin This...

TOWARDS A PREPOSITION

The wish of his night The moan of five cents The sheets of a farmer Bought in the North of Czech In the city of Prague Before the arrival of the guards to the scene of the murder of the four boys...

CLIMB. LEAP. LOOK

The things our eyes see Our mouth can not tell The things we hear We cannot voice What we yearn to say Will crack their ear drums The girl they killed yesterday The blood the spilled before Is enough...