Good and Evil

Do you feel free

Like somethin’ll be

Wrong and twisted

Hard and crested

A bird of a dark path in the wrong

A ripple of a drop in a pond

Feeling delighted

And feeling weak

We are the descendants of the poor and meek

There is a contrast between bad and evil

Bad is an old man, ancient and feable

The big brother of good is pure

A heart willing for every cure

Blessed white

Accursed black

The world is full of that.

A Crime

To

Think this

Happened here too

 

Something

A horrible

Very terrible thing

 

Fear

It will

Take you far

 

Difference

Will not

Nothing we do

 

Affect

What will

Happen in this

 

Place

Of dreams

Of many nightmares

 

You

Sleep in

The corner of

 

This

Room of

Red and black

 

Blood

Death, coals

Heat, hell, pain

 

It

Is the

Hell that expands