Amid these evil days around,
With wrists and ankles bound,
Crows salvage the blood mess,
Bodies dying like an iron press,
Thus the putrid lays upon the air,
A sinful glare like a lions snare,
Drains brimmed with my lungs and guts,
This forgotten paradise driving me nuts,
Release the escape hatchet and flee,
Beaten down and knocked back is my plea,
Eternity served in hell, a damned end,
Here and there with my blackest fiend,
Back to those grinding chains,
My body leaking blood in the driest plains,
Whipped scars from the front and back,
Entire happiness was all I lack,
Im dead, beaten and alls left is a bone,
My head filled with blood and a drone!!
