Dissenter (Pol)

Rotten Soul

Dissenter (Pol)


Deceived with altar of nearness 
You didn't give me these words 
Even when you are choked 
With moist breath of life. 

Dimmed shadows on the wall 
Screams of children creates vault 
On a plate of dirty passions 
I rend your rotten soul. 

Blade washed with tears of death 
Conceals in abyss of breath. 
Mother why do you sadden me 
So lasting in deadly silence 

Once upon a time 
When burning crosses stood up 
In misty amusement grounds of mankind 
Swaddle of lies 
With dreams filled blood 
Flowed in brain of christ 

Sensitive hatred 
Will permit to whisper wish 
Of immortal sufferings 
Madness wanting love 

With fog soaked look 
Fools lasting in slavery 
With decision faded thoughts 
As puppet decays creation