The Decay

Sulfur stains the purple rain

the earth soils the sapphire sky

a drifter travels to the north

with a heart filled with grisly pain


My humor shapes in a satire

the lyrics gives birth the song

I hope you come back one day

being naked in a skinned attire


I see rainbow on the rain drops,

blurred in a color atrophy

the ghost buster is on the run

seeking a den in a stack of crops


The danger marks the beginning

the warrior is bleeding on the floor

he recites the poetry of gloom

I just wonder what’s happening.


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