The Fight

From the heat of the heart, counterattack!

(Vertigo)

Side by side
they pull you off
the hell - you abide
it makes you cough
thy strength you hide
from length you quaff
some thought you died
contrairiwise, you are Molotov!

(Fall)

Sigh by sigh
all them - you doff
without tremor, you crucify
nonetheless, what a standoff!

(Sleep)

Sight by sight
there's no one off.