Resurrection

Every morning is a day of hope Your eyes like a half blossomed flower Swap between life and death While waiting for the executioner's arrival Just a lustful life If a bottle of thirst is sought Just a bunch of roasted sand Sleepless nights of nightmares A land where there is no room to flee Silent death sightings anywhere Blessed are the dead Without thinking of today Immigrated to sky Wings The burning sun The mortal self takes over The land where religions rule Man becomes a doll Every step as someone else says There is no life here anymore Only the puppets of the machine age Goddess of mercy faded away A cruel slaughterhouse Will there be a resurrection?