02 May
From heaven we fall
I light a candle on the tomb of the departed, sacrified, crucified, on the cross of ignorance.
In this callous world, chased are the weak, therefore they shall be bled within than snow.
Predators running to fullfil a sadistic appetite.
Driven by lust, the fangs of man shred, strifes to pieces.
I make amend.
Freedom to brake enslavement, to wash the shame away from the face of humanity.
Crucified on the cross of ignorance, sacrified on the Altar of greed.
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