Furious desperation

a long night bearing no morning
proclaimed by my shadow shade
rats are clustering round me
veiled rot decay, burning carcass
I can smell it
I'm hearing voices in my head
a battlefield creates around me
I become a warrior - never want be

a Mother is bleeding out
children became enemies
the outrage appears with words
lies in sounds of friendship
broken with an eternal law
the strong arm has become weakly
a bitter birth of a new world
executed by heretic in chaos of time

stillborn hopes in silent nights
endless dry up standing once in glory
blissful the dead
prophecies come and go
only the thought remains

the last war begins inglorious
opinions differ in the dawn of the last day
the death is striding in front
the desert is burying
opinions differ in the last days dawn

stillborn hopes in silent nights
endless dry up standing once in glory
blissful the dead
prophecies come and go
only the thought remains