On a whisp day,
There seems to be no voice
No crying,
No complaining
Nothing.

When a bird comes,
With it"s feet on the ground,
It burns like crazy
And dies.
Hope is lost,
Nothing to do,
In the flaming flames of the world.

THAT IF TO STOP THE FIRE
YOU MUST DEFEAT FIRE
IN A FLAMING WAR
SO VERY WISH TO COME
IN MY TOWN CALLED MOMOT
AND WHEN YOU DEFEAT
YOU WILL BE CURSED

lol pepper