glory to god the one who sees are good deeds and is always forgiving, if you have seen the spirit of the dead, do not fear, he sees how pure you are because from this you walk far and tall for all lovers and fighter, if you have a weapon what does it desire, look at it closely. take out the magazine. take out the rounds and throw them to the breath of fate. now who do you want to shoot?? every click, every night, every green sight is blessed the maze was always a clean mess jus wear your proper dress. so now if a kalishnakov is shot into the sky, where does it grace the moons eye? wipe your tears with your own hands be glad heaven is wherever you land, demand only what is there, someone always cares and is not afraid to say where are the stairs?