They have 24 hours before the bombs will fall, They will fall on bagdad and it’s the beginning of another war Crying in agony, the children will die, the amarican and british shout: this land is my!
Author: illisiguth
my fairytale
It was a cloudy day, And I got struck by lighting, So I toke my black horse, and started riding,
liberation
give in to my liberty, seek the strength to win your fight, take down your foe, before nothing more is right.
words of dust
silently behold, my words of dust, dark corner, crying crimson tears of lust, already banished to an extistence of pain, trying to remember what is forgotten in vain,
storm
storm inside my body, storm inside my mind, searching for the peace, that I will never find,
angel of death
here I stand for the doors of death, The doors won’t open, I look above, no angels up in the sky, The only thing I feel, is that I cry,