Massakre

The Death Poem

Massakre


The Death Poem
All is all 
We all are 
The killer come 
To fly from the air 
He follows black ´s orders 
Of kind of north 
The puma is 
Howling for meat 
For pain 
For blood 

I will see you die 
In your sentence 

Burn the corps 
Throw it the sea 
With eye so dilated 
Reality is a whore 

For ever in debt 
For ever in limbo 
For ever to the end 

I will see you die 
In your sentence 

Pride for 
Pride for 
Pride for 
Pride for 
Salvation 

Gabriel say 

I believe there never is an end 
God gave up this earth 
It ´s people long ago 
Why he ´s never there 
I still don ´t understand 

And when the hate ´s waters 
Slow down 
The dark an the deep 
Have no one left to keep 
Gone the killers and victims 

Now only the rats hold ´s way