The Dark Life

The Dark Life

The commanders
go far
n wide

The slash
of the
sabre

And out
pours the
red blood

Drank by
the Kings
& Queens

In the
holy silver
mug

Of Tata
Lifestyle

The common
man passin
by

Knows not
what to
do

Ducks a
bit

To avoid
the head
on the
plate

Then in
the dark
corners

Of their
hut

Goes the
whisper

Of the
dark saviour

Caution: This might be all theory