Play Your Instrument | Poem

Sharp your best knife,

My beast’s unleashing,

Buy yourself a dress,

That night’s coming to bleed,

Deathra, play your instrument,

I’m falling apart in times.

Let’s write death on world,

Survive to see world’s end,

I’m smiling with Divino,

And, she smiles back to love,

Deathra, play your instrument,

I’m singing the death’s song.

Make deep scars to wound time,

My soul’s lost in light,

Call your darkness as me,

Order yourself a blush,

Smile at world & destroy it,

Time to that night’s coming,

Deathra, play with my soul,

Pain is not enough for me.

┬ęSuraj Jangid


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