Passion and insanity
flowing downstream..
Quiet storm
of inhumanity…
Instigator of vanity,
torturing dreams..
As they lose, their hold on
christianity…
Driven in fear
they preach at bazar…
Banquet of souls
in defence we are,
looking for truth,
in honesty… As natural
as a dream…
All while, the truth
of the northwind knows..
Lose Of Paradise…
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