Death by a Brother�s Hand

 

The day was dark,

Dark like the night

The night was just as black

That didn’t stop the war

Obliterating the innocent

As demons rode horses of flame

Across the blood-red sky

The war rode on iron spikes and shields

The warriors all ran against each other

On the field of battle

They don’t even know each other

Why is this

Why is it

That these strangers to each other

Have to destroy and snuff out the l9ight from their eyes

Black crows circle around the sky

Looking for the dead, bloody carcasses of the innocent

While Satan himself

Collects the souls of the dammed

Mothers crouch in the dark corners or alleys hiding from the carnage

Hiding their children from the darkness

No one knows what evil resides

In the darkness in front of their eyes

Instead they destroy each other

For lack of knowledge

In the midst of confusion.