Blue-yellow tears, the inhumanity at its best, the proof that men are not fit to be called human, there is nothing human about war, hell is a human invention, the real horror lives and breaths among us.
In the Name of the father, you will feel my unspoken words rafting through your bloodstream avoiding invisible cliffs of pain and hurt, until they reach at the end of the great waterfall of tears your heart to keep you…