Shining Eradication Of The Condition
Ambivalence in the rising, as darkness comes binding
Methods of purest salvation, cannot solve the riddles of
cosmic creation
A vision of everything burnt to the ground, a vision of a
trampled racial crown
Atop the mountain ridge, thousand are the sights that
relentlessly itch
It's a golden projection, a blessed opportunity
The final direction, I will not be!
