Desperate Cry

My heart is like a stone
Destroyed by the wind created from the human hatred
Days and nights are passing and i last in my be loved world.
I insulate my feelings in
Order not to lose my life.
On the senseless fight.
And the world goes on.

In my land i have my own grief’s
Independent from people
I can instantly create a better world
I close all the hatred in the great cauldron.
And burning with the heat like you do in hell.
Your hospitality will not get me far.
You will be divinely fake

You are like a graverobber’s
You are showing your true self
Your belong to the underground
Where does not reach my world.