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"In the flames I saw a child in pain.
If the eyes of children are the gateways
into heaven, then christ himself
must be petrified with fear..."
If I burn may the world burn with me,
for the husked seed of death has been sown.
Could a breath of wind in the trees be my dogma,
as the apocalypse has been taken from the hands of god?
"Does a man see the reflection of god from the mirror?
Genetic perfection, yet a creational failure."
Thine draft from the zenith...
the world at its end.
Forlorn crying for forgiveness
in the astral garden.
Blindfolded evolution
breeding from the lair of mother earth.
Cursed with the burden of ordeal,
waiting for chance to rebirth.
Twentyfourth of December two thousand and twelve.
A dawn for the new about to come.
I close my eyes and feel how they bleed...
before the plangent howl of forfeit future.
Thine draft from the zenith...
the world at its end.
Forlorn crying for forgiveness
in the astral garden.
Blindfolded evolution
breeding from the lair of mother earth.
Cursed with the burden of ordeal,
waiting for chance to rebirth.
