Night, the night brings the terrible fight
no, they will be not all right
Moon on my skin, my patience is getting thin
Explosion, emotion, razorblade motion
on both sides treacherous commotion
A night full of flashes, horrible lashes
Gods are smilingly asking, on this night:
Are you ready for an eternal fight?
Brothers!,
You and me, Gods, set us free.
train to kill, not feel
Humanity out of sight out of mind
drowning together with our kind
On this night, words are useless
some men are toothless
born without a spine, too much mothers vine
On this terrible night, we will fight
it is not a decision but an obvious admission
The truth dancing high in the dark sky
One or more will die…
Empirical suicide, the genocide of the chosen
telling us: what exactly, is today verboten
The night is our only friend, we must defend
There is no choice or reason, anything else would be treason
And no, I am not coming back for another season
living dead constantly dancing in my head
Terrible Night is coming to a conclusion
death of decadent illusion
Begging for more would be just another chore
West and East divided
Deluded Minds collided
Atrophy of simpleminded
keeps people angry and excited
I lost my friend, my brother,
No, I don’t need another
Don’t bother!
Under the dark, violent sky, many will die
It is a dance of broken minds, shattered bones
behaving like autonomous drones
chasing the dreams, filled with fears
all, ending in tears
They can’t see, can’t know,
war is not a token
but a promise constantly broken
it comes with loud noise
without poise
when politicians talk,
dead bodies walk
The night is getting tired
too many bloody horrors to be admired
Blinded, under the red sun
searching for my gun
maybe I am not done….
Maybe I am not alone
Animalistic screams,
end neverending pompous dreams
Something has to be done
before, before all this is gone
Too young and too stupid to let go, my father smiling
“I said you, so”
I am a warrior,
a warrior out of time,
a warrior out of place,
tired of the neverending stupidity, that infects the
human race
Children must grow, or this reality cease to flow
and, I,
I just can’t let go…
Dedicated to:
To all who lost their lives in any war, bravery never fades, you all are not forgotten, because true Man never dies.
ALL WAR Heroes are mostly dead, spinless criminals with no combat experiences get the glory and fame, and others, True warriors mostly, the shame.
True warriors get served with the pain and bloody memories, 1/4 of them never truly come back. They don’t get to live past the third year after the war is over. In most cases, they take their own lives.
Vječna im slava!
Eternal glory to them!