Calling death

Calling death 
All the old men in the hospitals wearing
White, all the warlords getting ready for war 
And all the villagers running from burning Houses 
Calling death 
All the children crossing roads and all the 
Trucks crushing cars 
As the sky blackens 
Lightening and thunder bellow 
Rabbits under the ground 
Snakes slithering away 
Spiders retreating into their webs 
Calling death 
For the breath is short and
The sick are dying 
Voices turn to crying 
In the passageways of heaven 
To hell - Calling death 
In the skies where eagles soar 
Piercing into the blue yonder 
Hiding from God 
Thou shalt not kill 
Yet you did 
The killer kills 
Day and night 
The butcher cuts and slices 
Blood on man’s hands 
Tears on cheeks 
Nooses on rafters 
Bodies on the ground 
Waiting for redemption 
Calling death 
In the eyes of a killer 
The temper of a raging bull 
The anger of fuel waiting 
To be the fire in the night 
Where a family apart 
Trains storming on rusty tracks 
Until fallin over themselves 
Plundering into the valley 
Thou shalt not commit murder 
Yet thee did 
In the black night 
With silver blade 
Beetroot bleeds out of veins
Says the naive child; for red has no name 
As death has no mercy - 
It taketh the sick and and the healthy 
The rich and the poor alike 
In the night and the day 
Eyes look up 
Until closure and 
Into the passageways 
Of fear - 
The tempest is here and 
As the storm brews upon the mount  
Death is the only reply 
It is calling in the windy echoes 
In the crevasses and sharp edges 
As your body falls 
A tree falls and thuds 
Calling death 
    Calling death 
Until silence 
The fallen have fallen yet again 
Into the fragility of 
The distressed earth - finally this night 
Transgressions repented 
Heaven has spoken 
Hell has broken 
Death has woken 
Old men have broken 
Life has been taken 
Past iron gates that close once and for all, 
Forever more 
Calling death 
  Calling death 
      Calling death