FETUS

this eyes are now bloody
for its tired sharing diamonds
that wet the dried hands

she's never worth it i know
and it never changed the fact
that roses has thorns that wounds

it never changed the fact
that i fell asleep last night
and dreamt' the so-called paradise

that by the time i woke up
i was nailed in the darkness
brought by the night of cries

i did thought birds fly
but they never caught my eyes
every time i swim high