Prancing in water…
playing with fire-
performs a tauter
in magical attire.
Penetrate the wind
aroused in a cloud…
closer and closer, skin
being the shroud…
Beauty within souls
and one last miracle-
gives light to fools…
Who is merciful?
Deceivers walks in
with destruction,
Revelers of sad sin-
an empty suction
reigns
are heavy.
He entertains
to levy;
The savage walls,
are built by hands
who evil calls.
Dark power expands…
tear the shroud
from the sun-
Witness someone’s child
who has won.
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