My secret messenger. You come with words of truth,
With moanings of stained love and splinters of the horror.
The shadows of your wings are sliding on the blue
Stonewalls of dark bedroom. Reveal for me tomorrow. 
What"s going to happen? I will NOT be afraid -
Both life and death are deadlocks on the way to angels.
The sharpest knife to cut the silky thread of fate...
I see the foolish people, running from the changes,
Like if the changes kill - but thanks to you I know:
The monotony kills, the changes bring revival -
You helped me to break shell and creep out of the maw.
Your touch makes difference between life and survival.