The only warmth I feel
is from the blood dripping out of your mouth
scared of darkness and of every pore begats the all of it
begats the next one, and then on and on
as walls crumble, fate should stumble
the reaction to murder, the catalyst to revolution
lest we be none to provide the
slum from which we come
You know I won't say no
and I guess it's just the way you where created, from stone, hate and ash
the purrr of sacred incantation
the will to defile what's all and none
so till the time we wish upon the Heavens, stars to fall and
death for us all
I am no more mere mortal
I am no more just a slave
I am the first and the last
joining soul and heart
the final piece to this art....
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