Kill It

KILL IT, that which devours your soul,

KILL IT, that which sucks your breath,

Strangle it, that which engulf your brain .

For in the dark it creeps and eats the light,

For it has no heart, it is an assassin,

For it is cold and dead inside.

Rejected and cast away,

A blacksheep, a psychopath,

It yearns for more and more, what a greedy hyena.

Hands full of blood, haunted by cries of souls,

Souls long gone, souls that trusted too much,

Souls from which freedom was seized.

Souls caged, souls tortured, souls that never saw the light,

Souls consigned to the grave far from the earth surface,

Souls snatched from it's master.

Away from their bodies, they rot,

From Dust to Dust,

Bodies that once enjoyed the earthly pastimes,

Bodies full of existence, Body full of veins,

Veins that pumped up blood, blood oozed.

Heart stops, breaths out,

Time halts, a carcass, I lie,

Without a bye, I die.