In my darkest night,I cry

cry for the ignorant animal,

the animal that egos idiotically,

fashionably confident,

for a useless meaning.

In my darkest night,I cry

cry for the stupid animal,

demanding life,

but the stupid animal hesitates,

cries like a river,

shouts like a shark,

feds like a flower,

demanding death,

for a useless meaning.

In my darkest night I cry

cry for the stupid animal,

into the deepest hearts of sorrows,

but I am still waiting patiently.