It was a day like every other day
if they arrived
it was a night like every ohter night
if they killed my life
I awoken from a dark dream
alone . . .
my wife,
I heard her screaming
my son,
I heard his crying
I heard them crying out with pain in terror
I went downstairs
I ran into the hell
my body burnt
and my legs broke down if I saw them
. . . with my innoncent family
Blood ran down her forehead
blood covered his small body
and I moved into a lost battle
my wife,
I heard her screaming
my son,
I heard his crying
I heard them crying out with pain in terror
and I moved into a last battle
Then I felt this pain
and I couldn't move any more
I saw the fear in her eyes
I saw how they killed my life . . .
and I couldn't move
my wife,
I cannot hear her screaming
my son,
I cannot hear his crying
I only hear my respiration
and see the corpses of my life lying arround me