nothing to tell this is only that i have inside

give you things, how much you terrible
give me this, come tree from hells
give the souls me of lost water
give a stone from deepest hole inside...
nothing sense of shape and shading
nothing colors for see in grey.
and tears blood, and rain in red,
cold is melt we strip divines
black sad angry,
black pain sinner
void and hate

an empty spaces you could not saw
you kill these and i'm run.
how lies, how lies, how lies