Numbe-Del-Cielo

Stifle, giggle, roars of laughter. Two little girls on a bed of flowers. Onward with the fun, Onward with the laughter. Two little girls and their silly powers. The sun goes up, and the sun comes down. Giggling, laughing, dancing, living, Two little girls go round and round. Sweet innocence of those living. Oh little girls!  Can you feel the darkness? Such sinister thoughts and actions? As you sleep amidst such crimson softness. Flowers dyed in brilliant ruby sections. The sun goes up, and the sun comes down. Giggling, laughing, dancing, sleeping, Two little girls go round and round. Bittersweet innocence of those not living.