BLOODED PARADISE

“BLOODED PARADISE”

Let the seasons change colors
But my land appears always red
Why they say her to be paradise?
Why they say her to be paradise?

Really, paradise around a burnt house
Make it to look, hell from broken windows
People have gathered around to take
One more martyr to graveyard of this paradise

Why they say her to be paradise?
Eyes slaughtered, left them with fearful darkness
Where light has no reach, to give vision
Day and night, for them are now one

Really, paradise, mothers with lost sons
Even the wings of butterflies, have turned red
Fying in the hope of flower, but break on blood
Paradise of stories, with moral of injustice

Why they say her to be paradise?
Where souls cry, as eyes have given up
Why they say her to be paradise?
Where rivers flow, with water and blood

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