Artstone

The artstone is a diversity
The fate change is a diversity
The blinds are singing and singing
The leglesses are asking and asking

To back them the hands
The hands and the voices
The views of the heavens
The heavens and the torment

And make them to feel
Their steps on the ground
And giveem the power to end
To end they begun.
The death plays with fate
For something must stay
The God shows your way
For people who care.