Breathing fire to heavens
Sprinkling snow in hell
Making love to demons
And slaying gods instead;
Walks free a contradiction that breathes
Chained to his desires and needs
Fly; but only birds do that.
Win, but only rats do in this race
A hamster on a wheel; a sick experiment
Puppets on threads; animals.
Public tears and defeat are weak men’s escapes
What is a man if a man has never felt hate
Warm is the hug and warm is the blood
Cold is the Stone that tears flesh and cuts bones
Mix the dreams and the old kings and queens
Sing away like a drunken knave that was once a priest
Find the sunlight for there is night that prevails,
All backstabbers; on their knees: All Hail!
