The deceased piling up in battle, Enough blood to fill more than one barrel. Crows pillage the scene, Nibbling on their cuisine. From a distance you can hear them cackle.
Inspired by Vasily Vereshchagin's "The Apotheosis of War" painting.
It was hard for you to say "Goodbye", Easy for you to turn a blind eye. Things we did together, Things you didn't treasure. Our time as one was a fateful demise.
It has been there for days, wasting away. Bugs are summoned by the smell of decay. Furry growth in a moist state, Flies regurgitate. Buzz, buzz, buzz all over the Charolais.
Just imagine if I disappeared, Would your memory of me be blurred? Rusting away in your mind, Leaving me behind. A face you had known, a name you had heard.
The house I live in serves no purpose. Dry, cracked and irritated surface. Scratching and itching. A liberating mission to unpave the layers of burden.
They share hollow thoughts, they're just clones, Harbouring a plague of bloodthirsty tones. Violation begins, Spreading their deadly sins. Motivated by the cries and moans.
Raw landscapes shape the far distance Brutal terrain tests our endurance A greeting with coldness A sheet of fog invites us Raw landscapes welcome us with silence.