03-30-2011, 06:00 PM
Thunderstorm plunges twists of blades
In a mute and submissive ground.
Feet trample a road's corpse
Wrapped in a dusty shroud.
Mouths crucified in soundless cry.
Quenched memories, eyes are dry.
Waves of madness rattle like a bell.
Just a life.
Ascension.
Into hell.
In a mute and submissive ground.
Feet trample a road's corpse
Wrapped in a dusty shroud.
Mouths crucified in soundless cry.
Quenched memories, eyes are dry.
Waves of madness rattle like a bell.
Just a life.
Ascension.
Into hell.