OUR SATANIC LAND
by roovacrag
Posted: Tuesday, August 31, 2004 Word Count: 46 |
The day that the sun came out
Mother earth began to dry,
looked up at the sky
the clouds began to cry.
Another stream turns into a river,
a river becomes a sea,
what of our land of Greenery,
has it gone?No more to be seen.
Mother earth began to dry,
looked up at the sky
the clouds began to cry.
Another stream turns into a river,
a river becomes a sea,
what of our land of Greenery,
has it gone?No more to be seen.