The Lust For Blood

The lust for blood while falling in love with death

The black angel of death accompanies our flight,
The Mayor was killed in the deadest of the night,
Murder to satisfy the Monster’s insatiable delight,
Extra Judicial Killing indeed is at its highest height.

Blood on the streets and they crave for more dead,
Death! Death! They are asking like a loaf of bread,
Death of the human rights , fair trial is clearly dead,
Clod of human flesh rolling inside the Monster’s head.

The accused killed, cadavers wrapped, the news of tonight,
The Republic is strangled by an insane Monster every night,
He loves to watch more dead bodies and he said it is alright,
He gazes dripping blood with euphoria ,it’s the dignity’s twilight.

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