Description: JUst another impulse writting i just wrote it while listening to some music. This cant really be placed and anything but it kinda sounds poetic is a strange way.
The Fortelling of the Dead -------------------------------------------
Where the blood falls as rain
to many there only can be pain
the hearts of children are fading to nothing
and deaths become the primary form of release
How these mental wars rage
making impossible for life to begin
mothers crying for there children are die
as the mental disease of war spreads.
Now as a mans strength fades
the tear forms at the corner of the eye
as he holds both his wife and sons bodies
and to love he now says good bye
Where the heart now fades
there is now death and dismay
demons now hold the peoples hearts
and revenge flows like water
The blood of humanity now fades into darkness
for what we know as war is nothing
and what is coming is the real test of survival
Pray all you want they cant be heard
for your god is dead now comes the new order
hell has come to our earth as death rains from the sky
Submission Name: The Fortelling of the Dead
