Visions

I see death every scar of the dying world

Dark God people same as zombies

pray on the front His throne

I see blood the angels with the tears on their faces

Graves of the Innocents and their scream

Deep burning pain

I see the impaled and their butchers

Their joy of giving them torture

I close my eyes and still feel the breath

Of Beast

I pray for Almighty

Forget Lord of their mistakes

Let them see whole the truth and nothing more

I see atrocity fear and revenge of nature

I will be here till the sun appears on the sky

Till all turn into ash

Till your spirit may breed some pieces

Of hope

Of possibility exist in this place

Just more for a few days