Obnoxious December Transition
The liberating bell will toll
The children will slip on their coats
To protect themselves from the threatening rain
They’ll run as usual along the grey passage down some stairs
Feel the fresh air on their sweet cheeks
And see their dear mums waiting
Few drops will begin to fall
Their face will be distort before
(they could scream or even groan)
Each drop will pierce their flesh and their mum too
Lost eye, bloody pupils, trembling hands
Naked like worms we become again
The relief will be devoured and the life with
As to raze the world like at the beginning
All lives will disblind so as to pacify
Naked like worms we become again
Horror visions will be soften by the night
Not the excruciating screams of each death
Of all life-end to late to pray on our knees
Jointed hands looking to the sky
Coward believes for whom war is done will desert
Around me bodies will be erected
As mere column made of greyish flesh
Become again only the children will rot away in eternity
We’ll look them pierced inanimate divided
Consequence or not we’ve failed
Reason or not our fate is sealed
Lost Mankind intact people
Naked like worms we become again
This rain is the same shit flowing in our veins
Like at the beginning Gangrene’s friendly with corruption
So much that we will begin and become again and again
