What a twisted light, through my window breaksWhat distorted beings
Angels falling like dead leavesA divine misfortuneTo mankind's best interestA
Worlds do divide, split and partAccused are those who ledRevolt,
Intellectual crucifixionMass destruction, evolutionary overrideContempt for the
Septic clouds of disillusionCleanse the path for their crusadeTread the
Liquid metal channeled in massive curvesTurbulent orbits thrown of tracks
Creation - God?Creation severely flawedA whisper at sunset, a course
In the spirit...of evolutionThe undeniable failure...of your questThe constant s
Draped between white-light morality and field of intellectual freedomTorn betwee
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