Blood...
Red and fiery
pulsating in veins
blood...
wherever it doesn't exist - the life goes down
and cools down like scenery
in freezy December.
Shaky hand lacerates with tang in the body
surprised face in the eyes of jailer
sprightly crowd disaproves it brazenly to death
til wolf next to wolf crushes the flock of sheep.
Blood...
Gets near to boil in the flames
scums heresy and sins
Blood...
glues illy and blasphemously
hints to false imputation
with smoldering smoke.
Excited linene rope will shrink a throat
ligaments will crackle on the vulnerable body
wild looking eyes notifice coming of death
wolf next to wolf keeps crushing the flock of sheep.
Triumph of all warfares are seeds of blood
miserable creatures are hidden behind their faith
they will never know the secret of the universe.
With looking for the trusty and inspired power
I worship it - fool away the life
out of spite the submission I've feet on the ground
face to face to destiny - everyone has its own god inside