So they invented race and made themselves different. From those they banned from grace. They invented race by writing difference in the air. . They invented race and carved it in a language.
Dark in the trees, wind in your hair. Daylight gathering. My kid on his knees digging for gold. Daylight gathering. . Green storms from your eyes transformed into air.
Each single day has just enough cruelty within. To make them perfect and right. Each single day has just enough dark, deep within. To make it perfect and light.