The Eye Of Judgment

Stortregn

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Every time, around me
I see, the destruction of humanity
This human, disorder
Makes me smile, again and again

The sentence, is near you
And none shall be spared
Spreads over the earth
And a cynical eye grows in me
Eye of judgement
Human disorder

The sun, is burning, your skin
I can smell your rotten flesh
You turn, toward the eye, praying
To a God that doesn't exist