Song of dying strinks

by evdonin - Not entered

Heile
for generals of loosing wars
Heile 
for all
who poor and die
The necrophages
eats your flesh
it means that you're 
have to sing
song of dying strinks
After drinking dawn
night is falling down
night brings a chance
to lives until the day
to sing a new song
of dying strinks
Heile
for all
who welcome to the end
they erecta paperpalace
on the corpses of gods
to sing
Song of dying strinks

Reason for writing:

    its about all of us    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1999-05-06 10:50:58
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:05
Poem ID: 52404

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