Prague Spring

Show your face
in sea and blood
the wind of the death arrives
is the destiny in your front
Multiple pests in the mountain range
he have the destiny
the sign of the candles comes
the birth
real idealism
now he saw his destiny
walking in fire
the eternity of the sin
when he was born
the eternal hell
Horses from steel invaded the extreme
it does not need anything human
we do not need brains
Burnt words
It does not import in the holy Fire.