Death Blossom
The tree of death
Is in full bloom again
It will bear a bitter fruit
As it lives from teardrop rain.
We water it with red blood,
We sarcrafice ourseleves for it,
It is our only god,
It lives as our hearts beat.
As we sleep, as we live,
whether one loves or hates,
once the time will everyone kill,
me and you and our mates.
And i will cry,
for life of my love,
and the Tree will grow,
As we will in silence mourn.
Don’t take it away,
it embodies our life,
it frees us from suffering,
it is our only memory.