Wind

Wind
is blowing nomore...
We are
far away from the shore.
Wind...
we forgot how it smells.
Alone...
our ship is like hell.

Surrounded by seas, throu the storm and time,
It's hard to survive, but we're still alive...

Wind !
we're going mad !
Hot sun
fires brains in the head.
Death
needs only one from us
And than
maybe, than we'll come home.

His fresh blood and flesh will satisfy us !
Thanks for his being dead - he is not the last !

What'll be than -
nobody knows the answer,
Thirst to live
has made us become wild!
But one life,
but one life here costs nothing,
Someone's life,
but not your own !

No,
there were no thunderstorm
When we
ate his meat as wild beasts.
But
we were blinded by light
From Cross,
which now Northen we call.

Suddenly I smelled breath of saving wind,
All,who had survived is not innocent !

What'll be than -
nobody knows the answer,
Thirst to live
has made us become wild!
But one life,
but one life here costs nothing,
Someone's life,
but not your own!


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