Fear of the nightmare
they fall upon my shoulders, like rays of neverending pain. i smell the burning ache of forced death and i wake to see the glory of eternity… they fall upon my shoulders, like rays of neverending pain. i smell the burning ache of forced death and i wake to see the glory of eternity. behold, there lies the sun, the source of life and then it is dusk for the last time. the black clouds take the sky with no battle. and now again i am only a particle of the mass that has plagued our mother earth. i walk on the streets of invaded land, i see advertisments of war. i see the people cheering to fools which rule the world, i see the things that never were. the flowers are no more, the blossoms forever forgotten, the sky as black as never before, the MAN - as ever. the faint memory of a better life floats through the minds of few, as a myth it remains, but is soon to be lost. no longer the eyes are searching for light, no longer the will to survive. get up, i scream, but the echo dies in the forest of steel, and the black crows brake the dreading silence with their screams. the black forest with no leaves is all around me. i run and i run but alas - there is no way out. i stumble upon something, i fall and then it all fades. i wake on a street, i suffer of hunger. a dead bird hits me as it falls from the sky, then i close my eyes and i see the death of life. the darkness is creeping around me then, as i contnue through the labyrinths of streets. i see noone, they are all gone. there is no life here. dark corners, creepy shadows, and a steel wind is all that's left. a door that has been left open is screeching as it moves in the steel-cold breeze. i see beaten windows of stores with no names. i see burnt cars with no numberplates. i see teared posters with people with no faces. i see a house with a hole in the wall and i see a bed with a man lying there, who has died. for no reason.