Morbid Affliction

A Poem by Badr Sellak

i could desribe this as a vision of a psychopath who believes in the apocalypse after a sudden realization; what we see today in the world is the true beginning of the apocalypse

Desires of a Life
Held For Others
Beneath The Temple of the Gods
The Angels Are Playing the Devils Game
Someday a Voice Will Be Heard
Someday We Will Hear the Answer
The Untold Truth We’re Seeking
And The Angels Are Playing the Devils Game
Betrayed Freedom
For Filthy Morals
Darkness Hides the Light
Of A Serene Truth
Lost Hope in Humanity
In Morals and Religions
Traded Spirit for the Joy of Death
And The Mischievous Sprite Possess the Creation
While the Angels Are Playing the Devils Game
From The Diaries of a Psychopath
The Death Comes Back To Life
As It Sees the Lost Destiny of Humanity
To Witness the Mistakes of a Time
And The Angles Are Playing the Devil’s Game
Through The Eyes of the Dead
I Shall See the Human Soul
Tossed To the Underground
For The Angels to Play with the Devil
Why the World So Vicious? So Ugly? So Merciless and Hateful?
Oh, Have We Forgotten the Essence of Our Existence
Or shall we be no more than slaves
Slaves of silly-names religions and doctrines