كلمات Clouds

Molecules dissipate, Disperse and recoagulate. Breathing in and out, There is nothing more. I am mist, you are steam We are clouds. We are drifting away. In one of many heavens Blue light prevails We dream perfect music, We hang from our tails. In one of many hells We sharpen up our horns Plotting our revenge while Waiting to be born. Particles of light and particles of matter Come together for an instant, then scatter