One day in the woods dead, burned on a tree, a few words written in blood. They made me listen to a whisper, that made me scream and give me want to mourn. Under the tears poured down on the trunk, I found that the blood came out of the trunk and even then, without knowing even as I knew that I look at the tree. Blood wrote:


         So until the last drop of blood rose up from the floor to stain the sky red. When the light went back to the ground just saw a sewer, and lift it again, hundreds of cars around me. As I stood back a cathedral. At his door had scratches that resemble letters.


        Do not support those words and add them scratching their nails with what I thought right:


        Then the wind I shouted to the ear:


        I demolish the door of a kick. While I still looking for the answer to that question ...