Death of the Slave

The Last Victim: Into the Forest Runs a Girl: The Cage That Broke

In my darkness...
In my darkness...
In my darkness, blackness lurks...

All my fears...
All my fears...
All my fears, fade away...

Wasted in silence and forests foreign...
raped by the masters and tortured in vain.
Brown is her skin and her eyes brown lakes.
They now rot!

How I could I stay, How would I live?
This death is salvation, this death is sweet!
I felt no more pain than this life’s nightmarish feel!
I was afraid, but now I feel not!

Inside her soul she had a dream,
a dream of redemption, a song of the free...
inside her aura lied a rhyme...
“When will I... return... to the black lands?”



In my silence...
In my silence...
In my silence, screams are mute...

In my nightmares...
In my nightmares...
In my nightmares, I still hide...

And now her soul sinks in the sky,
her astral body relieved it cries...
And then she rightly transforms...
HOW COULD I THIS IMAGE DESCRIBE WITH WORDS???


I saw her last breath sink in the air...
I saw her look when she was raped...
I wished her to die to cease the pain...
I couldn’t stop it in my dreams...
I couldn’t stop it...