No fate

I want get back reality

now when I feel my voice is strong

like a power of church beils

and my mind is in a full moon

condemn sons with

primitive education

their primitive world

and their primitive end

Fearfull fathers, killers

with burned out minds

No fate, skeletons

conditions of devotion don’t die.

War killing and faith

I know these two are inseparable scum

but hell means hell

and graves will revive

why me why was I born

amongst so many dead men

hell means hell

and graves will revive (too soon)

War killing and faith

I know these two are inseparable scum

I feel the time. I feel warsouls

I see all their flesh.

I see all their stones.