there's a few arms and legs and another limbs / they're flying thru the air and blood pours out of veins
the dark red blood rains from the sky
sun's shining and another corpse is shattered on the ground / birds chirp while the shock wave let a ripped off head burst / the light wind blows in the air
there's the smell of spring / a few of burning bodies and shattered limbs
the smell of sin and death
hear the thud of the corpse
in the battered heads eyes is shown the last look before the bongs blast the last gesture before the bombs blast the last word that was said before nothing more than a shriveled clump of flesh
