Massakre

The death poem

Massakre
The Death Poem
All is all
We all are
The killer come
To fly from the air
He follows black ´s orders
Of kind of north
The puma is
Howling for meat
For pain
For blood

I will see you die
In your sentence

Burn the corps
Throw it the sea
With eye so dilated
Reality is a whore

For ever in debt
For ever in limbo
For ever to the end

I will see you die
In your sentence

Pride for
Pride for
Pride for
Pride for
Salvation

Gabriel say

I believe there never is an end
God gave up this earth
It ´s people long ago
Why he ´s never there
I still don ´t understand

And when the hate ´s waters
Slow down
The dark an the deep
Have no one left to keep
Gone the killers and victims

Now only the rats hold ´s way

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