Stone of Ice
Davide Deambrogi
Skulls, I can see through their empty orbits
Grim, their gaze lights my mind
Graves, putrefaction smells around me
Darkness, inside, beyond and in front of me
Death, the name carved on every life
Cold, I feel under the ground
Stone, a mutilated pagan cross
Ice, a frozen pain in my eyes
I fell cold and dead like, stone of ice
I see a lighting blaze, by my side
My foot fall into the ground, drag to war
The black covers me and he lived on and on
The trees look at me and their eyes reflecting into the fog
Their hands touch me and they torn my clothes
I don't know if this is a dream or is the sad reality
but I feel the chains of my life that drag me to hell
Eye, red, fire and flames
Torn, I feel the gore
Hell, a blind past
Live, against all the humanity