Amnesty (Pol)

Was a fire in your blood
and with thundering of trumpets
his voice put to tremble
your soul

morbid domination
for satisfaction
who played with false card
nameless god

god!!! in expectation on one's own god
god!!! you did not experience end!

only now you can see truth
every picture tells story
which one powerful you had to be
just now i can feel your pain

convicted on death
you crawl in a puddle of blood
bloody secretions flow out
fro dark crevices of your body