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Ludwig Von 88
Hiroshima
They go, defeated, their eyes weeping tears
Black and sticky, blood, dust and their skin
Comes off and blisters in the disastrous wind
Which rages like hell on the earth
Long threads of skin dangling from their fingertips
They go arm and neck, terror in their hearts
br/>Halcinating journey among debris and dead
And the fire pursues them with its lethal embrace
They wander haggard with swollen faces
Trailing lost among the pieces of corpses
Throw themselves instinctively towards the saving course
With one arm of the river red with blood, black with ashes
Their words stick to charred lips
And escape in a role with tragic overtones
Lugubrious procession, they stagger away
Remains torn to pieces in the suspended mist
Des dark shadows dance frozen on the ground
Unreal blackish shapes floating in the dust
Lost specters they wander away distraught
Disoriented and naked in the infernal flames
And their cries remain in vain, their pain useless
They collapse one by one, suffocating agony
The city is nothing but ruin which groans and laments
To the rhythm of beings that burn and go out