Echoes of War
Under The Floorboards / 7DS
In the fiery maw
cities fall to ash and dust.
Our desires, like demons,
shred the peace we once could trust.
Blood paints the earth–
a canvas beneath the moon’s cold gaze.
I am War,
your twisted savior in this infernal maze.
Bone breaks. Life flees
beneath our crushing iron hand.
Each vanishing hope
fuels the flames that engulf the land.
Bullets, like whispers,
steal the breath and silence screams.
In this wasteland playground
we find our twisted dreams.
Children’s tears become our trophies,
their agony, our delight.
Under skies ablaze,
morality surrenders to the night.
Silence descends on the field
where the lifeless bodies lie.
We stand triumphant,
etching our mark on the blood-stained sky.
Ghosts of the fallen whisper.
Their sorrow is our only hymn.
In War’s cold embrace–
a refuge for those who can’t swim.
From the ashes of peace
our nightmare’s tower ascends.
I am War, an eternal blight,
a darkness that never ends.