Suffocation Diuturnal - Medeia

On the cement floor lies a cross made From your intestines Embracing your commitment And the cause you died for People around relish the sacrifice And Can't sto

The break of dawn From what no one Should have survived A few remained To witness a new day On top of the slayed Your grace The cold embrace Like always We want

My dogma, a trait of this war Leads to an endless oblivion I can't see beyond this fixation As it gouged my eyes out I'll fall But never hit the ground Abolishi

Sew back the upholstery The heart's been removed Compelled to contempt The sentence renewed Reflection of a sickle Glows in her eyes As the urge grows Like a sw

Jim Jones: "Living--you're looking at death and it looks--living is much, much more difficult. Raising up every morning and not knowing what's going to be the n

The sheep are all alone, like disciples Waiting to be led into a shallow grave United in tragedy Their mouths gasp the pollution Inhaling the concept of a new t