A little poem for a happy fuckin new year.
Fireworks explode like bombs on the harbor.
Waking spirits roam free at midnight.
Explosions fill the sky. Empty celebration.
Do they celebrate new life? A new dawn?
Or a faded, warn out facade of happiness
to mask looming death?
One year closer to destruction.
Smoke fills the night like saddened spirits
in dark destructive skys.
Go forth. Destroy yourselvs.
Go forth. Drink yourselvs to death.
Go forth. Lie. Murder. Destroy.
Go forth in blindness and ignorance.
Come with me into a new blood dawn.
Look full into Death's smiling face.
"Come forth." he says,
"Come forth, I'll show you a new sunrise,
radiant in blood.
I'll show you oceans of death and decay.
I'll show you mad dances by mad spirits
rotting in murderous delight.
I'll show you those that I'v devoured.
I've devoured years and wars and armies soaked in blood,
and lost souls in the dead of night.
And now I'll devour you."
Come on... I'll show you....
