A shuttering retired widow,
Overlooksa land condemned
Persecuted sun has fled
Eternal midnight banes,
Winter of discontent
Surrounded by haunted rows of brittle dead crops
Farmers perish
A multitude of children and of women and of men,
an army of none
The weak will not succeed!
Death Drums Beat
Uncounted heapled aimlessly,
Towards a slit in the side of a dune,
several fallthe way is paved,
with slabs of human flesh,
A flock recoils
Helpless masses,
scattered like unborn larvae
He pulls his terror throttle
A flood of muticoloured shame,
Fills his shallow pit,
Bonfire
Smouldering
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
As he analyzes his mummified treats
As he analyzes his mummified treats
As he analyzes his mummified treats
As he analyzes his mummified treats
The last sunspots of a surrogate dawn
Famine Sector
Famine Sector
Famine Sector
Famine Sector
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
Expressionless, emotionless
As he analyzes his mummified treats
As he analyzes his mummified treats
As he analyzes his mummified treats
As he analyzes his mummified treats
The last sunspots of a surrogate dawn
Famine Sector
Famine Sector
Famine Sector
Famine Sector