this morning is a quietest
the last time you can see earth in rest.
crows look restless and anxiety
you know what happens, you have to be first.
fire splits into the sky
premonition of the end
in your eyes are tears and light
child whose love will never fade
how to explain to your brain
that your mother will never wake up
eyes tearing from the pain
stop it stop it stop
wild rhapsody of war. that night
who knows where is edge of a destiny
morning frost on a broken head
why my death is so cold and close to me
wild rhapsody of war.
why my death is so cold and close to me
counts these bodies like sheep
morning frost on a tired leaves
weapons in the hands of angel
in our hell
your eyes are on the ground
lost people crying loud
your face is in my blood
i'm not a winner. madness i've found.