Life Surrounded By Death

The black sand, On the land of death Is the only thing That made the flower stand, This flower is living while dying it's smiling while crying it's living surrounded by death it's feeling happy while feeling depressed it's seeing darkness while seeing light it's living day while living night it's living everyday waiting for tomorrow it's praying for God to feel no more sorrow looking up and never looking down listening to its soul and no other sound flying in the sky while standing on the ground watering itself by tears of angels that fall all around...