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Divine Disorder
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Rusted Libra
They kept running for shelters
In this endless catastrophe
Ruled by and the only circles
of the almighty Ouroboros
The start of deliverance
The gathering of the east, west, north and south
Meeting under the star's trails
Lost in a permanent perplexity
It must be the banners of life
The love of immortal force
The perfect circle pursuit
Where death follows birth
And birth of another death
Such a balance
A balance that once has been visible
Where emotions were just another motion
For us to play different impersonations, perhaps ourselves
Playing the role of the gambit
Risking his life to live at the gates of the universe
Playing the role of the puppeteer
Laying orders of mass disorder to claim the decayed thrones
Black gaps of delusions
Fed by the Elysian tears
Restoring the helix foundation
The balance of rusted Libra
Playing the role of the arcanist
Changing the purposes and the principles of each step made
Issuing a new chapter of human anatomy
The rise of new properly scattered nations
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Playing the role of the neo, the oath
The grand architect and pillars of Sine
Supported by the erotic flesh
The enslaved sin, the serpent
Black gaps of delusions
Fed by the Elysian tears
Restoring the helix foundation
The balance of rusted Libra
Enough! Of bickering over the truth
The aborigine and mortal fictions
Listening to humans
Talking about treason, (why?)
Where ever we go
'… And then, the author showed that your work amounted to nothing.
You started crying, all the enthusiasm gathered from your rough imaginary ordeal lost.
Shouting furiously at the author, you demanded a solution,
An explanation to what's happened.
Is this all just inside your mind?
Is it reality?
Or… is this just a whole different reality that you're living in?
What is living anyway?
Why are we wondering?
What is wondering?
What is what?
The author drew a condescending smile as he closed his book…'
The perfect circle pursuit
Where death follows birth, Division of different beliefs
And birth of another death, Claims of the inferior minds
Such (a wretched) balance!
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