There is no place for good and evil
But ruins and non-existence…
There is no place for love and mercy
But ruins and non-existence…
Only pain and suffering
Allows to feel truly
For there is no place for hope…
Possessed, condemned, barefooted
I stalk through the burning land of beauty
Far beyond howling of wolves…
Far beyond your breath…
Fog above me…
Rain and another step…
I leave the hollow land behind…
Hell may be my blessing
Dawn’s possession may be my blessing…
Nobody there is truly herself…
Fake is every cry
Every suffering is just a substitute
Of true suffering…
I stand among the stars
And from them i lick
Divinity given only to the burning angels
Fallen, naked, barefooted
Among many suns
I find my own sadness
And the cause of the end…
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