War of words

Георгий Горский
The chaos destroys a status-quo.
The peace is lost.
Sound of explosions and nothing more.
Why do we pay such cost?

We are spectators of cruel game
In states that don't exist.
No logic, no mercy, no shame.
Feel the strike of iron fist.

From buried empire
Up to the murdered land
The silence dies in fire.
The rage is trend.

The rules are rejected
In absence of law.
No one is protected
From nails of predator's claw.

They started extermination
And opened rapid fire.
Blood for blood -
Agonic screams are loud.

Uholy tribe
Builds own world by swords.
It has no pride
And understands no words.

This is not end.
Defence goes on
Untill we regain our land
And set our names in stone.