All the people passed away
I am still standing on a secluded island
Cannot say goodbye to them
To be present in their funeral moment

Souls already have their wings
But the departed bodies are left in their coffins
Bodies are debased gradually
Only the bones will remain carelessly

Numerous soldier and people are dying
The Battlefields are filled with fleshes and bloodsheds
Vultures are circling over the head
To consume the bodies resting on the bed

The air is condensed with the smell of rotten bodies
Once they highly cared about their hobbies
The graveyard is opened with its mouth
To be filled with lifeless bodies

Worms are the children of the graveyard
They are happy to have the dead bodies
The mother nourishes her children
With the rotten lifeless bodies

Mortal is a human being
To be punished for their sins
God will give some grace
If anyone has made any good in race

Everything will be washed away
With a splash of heavy rain
The new generation will come again
And the story will be history again