Dissenter (Pol)

Apocalypse Of The Damned

Dissenter (Pol)


With overgrown moss faces 
Wry in grotesque smile 
Conscious newcomers from confusion 
Traped in iron of sadists 

Carrying in gift pain and fear 
Death unveiling in the twinkling of an eye 
Three forgotten masters 
From three different sides of world 

Sewed up eyelids on the face of Christ 
Look on armies of the privileged 
Settled on heavy wings 
Of cruel blacks 

Bloody madness of cutted throats 
Absurdity of dying without shadow 
Of consciousness 
In abyss of degradation 
Creatures have borned 

With appetite on the neverending 
Apocalypse of the damned 

Only guilty of mistake 
Cruel rulers of toys which create feelings 
Madness of one king creates demons 
Immortal jealousy of vindictive gods 

To hear singing of fallen ANGEL 
Dance of faithfuls on gallows 
In day of marriage of darkness 
Swelling pregnant shadows.