Burn
Pallidus forces
Traces of baseless mean
places of ruined dream
Drawing on the habits
Habitually gracing dystopia
Will you have what it takes
To murder the mystery
Or will you die
mysteriously
as well as the others have?
Brothers in arms cause harm
To the crushing gaze of God
Samael and Michael
Devour themselves in flames
Of azure and plutonium
The eye of Jupiter is opening
All that he sees is red
The living engage in a horrible embrace
With the dying and the half-dead
Participate in the morning prayers
greasing the gears of the human race
All gathered in a shiny crimson button
With the weight of a black hole’s face
Entropy hovering over the present
Wishing for Creation’s last breath
I hold in my hands the salvation of man
But I don’t know if I can
escape this event horizon
and become that which could save
Disgusted by your shameful desertion
A witness that would not take the stand
So if judge I be and God has gone on
The angels and devils advocate
For retirement and villas in Basque
I have watched
The end of the day as
The sun was broken in two
Within my hands the Hope of Man
I press down with all of my might
I so wish the new world that comes
May be a peaceful one, but to this one
I say good night
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This is amazing, OP! Love it!
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hey, thanks Eric!
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Damn, dude!!! 💙💜💙
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