My dreaming angel
So dark, and tired
Without a spark you've brought me light.
And to be honest
My life entire
Have seen enough of your delight.
Your greedy eyes
Your dull desire
Have witnessed better days and nights.
Under destructive chains of tyrants
The vanished scars
Come back to life.
Don't be afraid
You fools!
You liars!
Don't fret to gaze into the stars.
While smoke erupts
From lakes of fire
You must continue with your gods.
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