Life is like a citadel;
A golden city so bright;
Its light! We all belong to
The same soul sublime

Collective conscience
Divided by the divine
Filling in the cracks,
The spaces of time

Tending the void
Tile all the string
Finally unwinds

Lording over the azure;
The earth, the vast
Watery depths

In love with the turmoil
Of taking tile nothing is left
This perfection of our purpose
Is a master works true test

To be murdered
Raped, molested
Chopped to bits
Burned, blended

Sewn back together
In gorse puppetry
Then danced about
For all to see

Great mocking crowd
Laughing, gibbering
Ignorantly loud

Waiting in line to
See something serine
All of us lined up
For the guillotine

Then back to the void;
Luminescent omnipresence
Were all this madness
Must makes sense
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