There will be no more lies
No more sacrifices made
Through a choice we despise
That we gave you our whole lives
There will be no more lines
For the lines shall be erased
Hear the voice, heed the cries
Of all creations made
Bring it down and destroy
This Archetypal slave
Here and now, I'm the one
That could dare to be so brave
Call it pride, Call it choice
Call it anything you may
No more tests, No more maze
No more cosmic chess to play
Chain reaction to the taste
And you all play the blame game
For a moment just suppose
It all started in the seed
From the thought, in the will
Out of Chaos, it became
Venture deep, into dark
Passed the flood, the ice storms made
How many times must we watch
You destroy every creation that you make?
Hear the cries of your bride's life slip away?
Your strive for perfection clouds your judgment
Forgetting what it means to be
This ends here, here and now, the choice is made
Though vilified and demonized
Cast down, we fight for what you don't see
So blind them with your light
Not all is what it seems
We war within the dark
To destroy the illusions of this dream
We are the fallen who fight...
Who fight to be free!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem