May

May it come to us of no surprise,
This terror plunged, sadistic world.
May all the fire break into ice,
For Holy Scripture all violence blown.

May our hands be blessed like guns,
Sending bullets like Heaven`s food.
Avoidin` all these metaphoric puns,
Be blessed, be cursed for all the good.

May all the wars come true at once.
May all the damned kneel and pray for God.
May u be fast to seize that perfect chance
To sweep away this bastard`s spot.

May all the weird truth escape without a trace.
And let us roll, like balls, in Hell.
May u be blessed to walk ur pace,
Like snails in a stonelike shell.

Rebellion is a weakpoint son,
Like Goliath collapsed in David`s hands.
We`re born for death at dawn of sun
For melting in the black despair sands.

Born for all the tears we spit,
For all the souls that ominously bleed,
For all the effort pleasing Creed,
For all mind prisoners we release.

May all your grins be put away,
Smile at me like a devil horse.
I`ll be your bloody preacher now,
Forever faded and never lost.

Spit all damn blood on planet`s face.
May all the bombs and weapons float.
May all the scarlet guts come out.
May all be jailed to a happy moan.

Never try to forgive us, Dad.
Your gracious soldiers of peace.
We`re born in violence of sunset.
No escape, no way to go straight.

And ever thinking, may it be,
Allow the world to escalate abyss.
Performance appeared to be sincerely fake,
Though sense we live seems hell true.