You're my fear, which makes my tears
hypothesis built shears, when it comes to near..

I'm a painter, who draws turns of life, effortless
I'm a painter, who's own painting is colorless...
Writer of Emotions
You're my fear, which makes my tears
hypothesis built shears, when it comes to near..
I'm a painter, who draws turns of life, effortless
I'm a painter, who's own painting is colorless...
In the race of rain,
I found bodies with pain
In the basement of my vein,
I found river with your name
In the tape of my brain,
I found series with your clay
In the middle of this chain,
I found Autumn with your break
In the storm of silent rain,
I found grave with your name
In the World of Paradise,
I found promise by your main...