Purification - Mekong Delta

Five steps right

No place left to rest

Inside nothing real

Fear — clean white coats around

Pain — angels might be found

Hate — final truth was told

Tears — freedom not allowed

Constrained limbs

Cold blood all around as proof god is found

Fear — next one could be you

Pain — little gift for you

Hate — out of frozen eyes

Ruth — lamentable life

Darkness

Somewhere lost screaming

Inside first agony

Footfalls

The door gets open

Your body is frozen

Than you can see eyes, cold as ice

Laughing, crying, endless dying

Questions left no way to respond

Fear — clean white coats around

Pain — angels might be found

Truth — never-ending search

Lies — always by your side

Stumbling

Sometimes you’re creeping

Mind full of anxious fears

Strapped down

The blade well lighted

A final command

Than you can see eyes, hateful eyes

Right time to tell you

What’s their human right for

So that you can die for

Endless cries

Their truth will be found

Fear — clean white coats around

Pain — little gift for you

Truth — never-ending search

Lies — always will be there

Finally

Their words are gently

Inside quite irony

Strapped down

Your face well lighted

Inside the mirror

Than you can see eyes, full of lies