Lyrics The Poem - Eshtadur

The Poem

The story started with a poem
If you recite it all will come
Who makes your fears, your crying in
The worst enemy in the world
So one, two, three
Will come for me
Four, five and six
No pray for me
Seven and eight
What should you take?
For all the painful
You’ll have, nine, ten…
Laughing In silence, living in myself
Absorbing the wishes that I want to live
Consuming the forces running
Hunting as a crow
So, no chance, let’s start the show
Coming slowly, step by step
Looking around for everywhere
Every move, right and left
Look at behind you, is it there?
Sins that are protected
Word by word in vain
The rituals in a poem
Are summoned by mistake
No time for this pleasure
You shouldn’t be terrified
You live to die, you die to live
You’re nothing for the world
You may cry and crawl
But evil will remember that
You live to die, you die to live
You’re nothing for the world
No time for this pleasure
You shouldn’t terrified
You’re in a hole you’re in a marsh
You are insane by words
It can’t never surrender
And never going to stop
Whispers in your conscience
You feel be just arrive
The story finished with the words
The poem is totally mentioned
Take care you can’t never repeat
This wicked poem once again