Frights - Mar. 2019

She sees with dragon eyes, in the ice of the skies

Spies all around, but she still tries despise
The bounty on her head that terrifies
Her and she continues her fights
Restless and fierce, the way of the samurais.

But in the end she bravely dies,
On the battlefield, all corpses now rise
Pure hope lost, and a sun refusing to arise
She's cold in the ground low, our tear still dries,
Young flesh preparing to rot, and up above cries
A laughing god, for divine words were lies.

Captured in a swarm of dragonflies,
No longer humans, we should be killed with pesticides
We only talk nonsense to criticize
And summarize souls in desires and a prize
That we long to earn when surrounded by smiles,
Not a moment in time we stop to realize
The deceit and illusions in a world that denies
Peace and at least a truth that survives
When everything perishes and stars supervise.