Tears of Regret - World of Isthmuses

World of Isthmuses


Angel of Death catches lives
people of home desolate coral
The cemetery and the graves are dark and corrupted
from your work remorse and closed the door
Human actions and deeds in life
in the isthmus , where the pain and agony
your death so much suffering
Two angels carrying flagella comes to you and answer
Free Fire Labeling narrowing the grave
The fiery torment the man
And ignorant face that comes with evil
It's your business malignant forth
Polished body chained polite
And hits the body infected by the sword
The lost soul in torment isthmus
And impair the bodies whip and flogged
Today requited torment Huns including you
Are you doing in this world and commends
The time you enter the severest torment
Hit your heads until the deflagration
In heartbreak and pain explode
And hear your cries and ascend
Naked humans burning in the fire
And injure blood and bleed and renewed
Where life is death to come
Pray cries of remorse and open tomorrow
I bliss I torture I isthmus
Where the commitment to stay Sarmada
Buried creator dark
A world full of dust seemed like a
Home migration pain
Homeland doom and darkness –term