Dissenter (Pol)

Strange To Heaven

Dissenter (Pol)


I stood face to face 
With my eternal enemy 
And I spat 
Sneeringly looking 
Into the god's eye 

My blood is flowing 
When body and steel are the same 
My blood dries 
At Moonlight 

(...) 

My blood flows 
When the pieces of throat strangle cruelly 
My blood coagulates 
Creating crazy forms