Dead Siberia

In the hills of dead Siberia
The eyes of law judge through criteria
Condemned are the men of sinful stories
As they pass the ice land in a giant lorry.

A beautiful feast of snow white glory
Lay before the men filled with killers gory
The blistering winds stand as judges
To the souls filled with hateful grudges.

Then the numbness stops the time
Chilling shivers and snow white grime
Engulf the helpless and frozen mimes
Whose death had come during their rosy primes!

Watchful eyes scan the area
The air is filled with great hysteria
The agony washed over their bodies
As the snow cold winter in their soul embodies.

Now violated in self destruction
The time has stopped in slow construction
Chilling zombies is all that’s left
To replace the previous men.

Such is a numb and freezing death
In the snow cold winters without hearth
Where the bodies freeze through conceding times
While their loved ones hear of their dreadful crimes.