The Spill
S.I.D.
I spent my last days in this tragedy,
Memories are clouded by suffering.
The night is heavy and it rains.
I execute the last order!
Spill barrels full of death,
into the innocent sea!
The night gets darker,
The waves screams in pain.
We will bury our lies
In the blind seabed.
Phosgene Tomb!
Radioactive Tomb!
Phosgene Tomb!
Radioactive Tomb!
Spill ashes of the dead.
Annihlation of nature.
Evoke the mutant grave.
Spill human desease.
Sick water burn life.
A silent sea in tears!
Drowning last vision before death,
Barrels on seabed, like Ulisse’s journey
into afterlife to know his fate.