Games

Prologue:
Can you hear me?
Hello please answer?
It all went wrong, please
We're all dying over here
It's too late, please
Listen to this
My confession

Crimson rivers
We all kept smiling
We never knew we were dying
Inside a blood hurricane
No one knew what was coming
This fellowship's impulsive insane
Victims our kept just running
Little games were played
We'd kick dust in each other's faces
Overwhelming powers displayed
Innocent murdered without any traces
In a teary trap of trespasses
We remain angering among the ashes
And a jungle law beneath our cities
Week of heart the one who pity's
No one to trust
With every blind smile
A knife we'd thrust
Now my voice is fading out and the tape ends
In this game murder a favor among friends.