2020.08.19.
The Ices
I am the shadow of my shadowThe devilry, pure puddle of water
Incarnation of the seventh
Inverted by time
Planet named Ices
I am Ices
I am an abyss without a bottom, without a tire
I am Ices
The sky has wide eyes
It stopped loving chamomile
Fell in love with the sour sea
And began to argue with the stars
But I've died eight times
No one closed my eyes
And the sky kept saying one thing
I repeated after him all the same
I am Ices
I am the abyss