Another heart that unable to
Bear such things
Called
Death yet it still come for
Eternity
Forcing its way to
Grab souls and
Harassing humans in
Its own way and humans puzzled
Jumbled through words which slowly
Killing them hence
Lies were
Made of fear and
Now
Of course
People desperately
Questioning the meaning of
Righteousness which
Serenely quiet all of sudden
Then cities burned
Under the grey sky
Vividly painting dreams to
Worry about tomorrow so drink
Xylene so
You can die
Zealot
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