Whispers of infidels and martyrs.
A river of blood.
Corpse crowded path.
Death stops cold.
Eyes frozen in a wild gaze.
Toward the sky.
Hoping for…
Praying for…
Dying for peace…
Whispers of infidels and martyrs.
A river of blood.
Corpse crowded path.
Death stops cold.
Eyes frozen in a wild gaze.
Toward the sky.
Hoping for…
Praying for…
Dying for peace…
