The resentment derived from the darkness of people's hearts, at midnight, the cut fingers, the slipping blood, the pale face on the mirror, the black-winged girl appearing behind her...
Is it your heart that is crying?
When the glass bottle in his hand shattered, all the quibbles and regrets were meaningless.
Angel's huge black wings wrap the sinful soul, and go to the other side where the breath of hell flows...
Please stop crying...