Hi. |
White mountains of the old gods,
I, shall climb to recive my reward...
An industry I work for
Travel all day and night...
We of doomed souls
sit here...
A force stronger than hate corrupts me
Makes me fly higher then Sky's...
I want to be together with you.
But you do not accept me...
In the spring, the flowers rise. |
Our system is based on that we should work for each other, but what happends if some stop working. |