Pleading To The Void

Red clouds upon them
On knees in sacred ground
Many crowns for
An inexistent throne
Blindfold eyes
Staring to emptiness
While the whispers
Pleading to the void

While their bodies dance
Hang of a hook
They smile,
They're closer to the sky
The angel cleanses
Their blood that flows
With holy water
From the slaughterhouse

And once again
The ground was stained red,
And once again
No one came to save them



Credits
Writer(s): Martillo Austral
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