Gothic war

Gothic war

The wind blowing straight to my face

Brings shiver as it run through my spine

The voices of tormented soul

Keeps haunting us till the rest of our life

The rain of bullets fall from the reddish sky

Striking the hopeless people and they

Let them bleed until they ended their life with hopeless tears that

Creating massive death….

Dead body remain undisturbed on the land of God

Creating a devastated wasteland where blood splashing everywhere

When two great nation fights.