I-
As I woke in darkness laid
The blush of my flesh almost fade
pain was harsh which made me cry
I knew that soon I have to die
in a cave so dim and totally cold
A bottle of wine I reached to hold
my throat was dry I started to drink
first felt like drinking heavy ink
The taste of wine was rusty salt
a bottle titled blood single malt
I like the taste so I drank some more
Suddenly I felt better with nothing to sore
II-
On a pillow of dreams my life I wrote
Cursed the demons for the hell they brought
Then wondered if really god exist
Or it’s only a notion lost in mist
Satan, Satan who plays us well
In his playground that he calls hell
I wonder also if God has a game
Other than sustaining us with pain
III-
War and dust and creepy days
Putting us all in a maze
Where we rote and live the lie
When everything will fade and die
IV-
Darkness I live through you with grin
Yet enjoying each and every sin
Like the effect of my vine
Am truly Godless But Divine…
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