I lift my eyes to see around , but darkness is all I see I stretched my arms to feel the way, while the air talks with me The noise of silence was loud enough , to tell me something's wrong
I tried to walk and I fell on my knees , no one's holding on Infinite crawling led to a wall, a beam of light flashed from upside I broke a brick with my own hands, to see what's there inside
What I saw was a city with a grave , worshiping statue of hate I hurried and made a trench to see before it's too late I shivered as I reached the gate , cries speared me from the edge
love engraved on the gravestone, rest in peace written on the sledge I slowed my steps as I entered fear clouded my head I wanted to see who is crying inside, people alive or the people who are dead People with barren eyes, that no more shed tears. Clothes made of their neighbour's skin , is only what they wear. No more they laugh and cry,the need of hatred rise
Their amygdala doesn't work and their heart is dry. No signs that implies that life was still alive , they gave away their life to pay the highest cost of pride The prayer of the priest has gone in vain
The colour of sky turned into grey The cry of the souls demand their gain
I feel am alive among the graves
Circumcise love out of their infant's heart
Killing without thinking is their genetic art.
They sell the odour of the decaying dead like a pleasing fragrance
People are called alive when they have a death license.
Restore me again O God my ........More