Dark ruler contaminated clouds of mist suffocating the land.
Menacing appearances and the pale moon makes the visible in the black night.
Jearful noises like children's howling voices.
Those still alive heap up the smiling corpses in their final embrace.
That's the day after !
Dirty water not promising life but death.
Morcndserning ashes wrapping the woods of this earth in grey goot.
The world destroyed in fragments at time.
We do it - human beings do it.
That's the day after !
We see it - and we still erect ups a black wall.
We see it - and we still erect ups a black wall.
We can change it - the question - when ?