There is

There's a hammer crushing
Our solid aborted skulls
A steel armour smashing
Our weak jelly Skills
There's a hammer crushing
Our so tought strong,
Small Little bones
Our so valued, faked, so wanted foolish Trones
A nail, contemplating
The very inside of my feet n' hands.
Seas and Sands, i can explain you but it depends
You must
Celebrate the skies,
Sing a song !
Blow ears and eyes
Hills have signs, so do yours
Day by day, close your eyes
For they have told you
More than a thousand lies
Oh my. Two mirrors have made me their prisioner
It walks no more, the Demon flyes
Pararel to a sea of Lost, Dead and Failures
Still like this, my heart still feels her.