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How the crowd rumbles

Bow, reptiles


The sublime radiance

Of the bonfire

Flames

Tears of love

And the sparks in the eyes

Of the unfaithful

See the smile of the dying one

Stepping into the eternal

Laughing traitors

Rampant pleasure

On their faces


Nothing to hide

Here is the time

To see how the flames are dancing

Around the beautiful statue

Of the redeemed man


Bow


Bow


Bow

Blasting heartbeats

Like the storm of the destroyer

Time to go

Time to go



Heal wounds,
Bonfire!


It’s the prom of destruction



Burn lights,
Hard times!


In the nightmares of the weak

How the last ashes are crunching


The confident smile

Burned on his face

The end of an everlasting duel

Becomes the very first moment

Of a journey

Through heart and soul


Flesh and mind


No master to obey


No servant to torture


The body on the bonfire


Is an answer


Remember the smell and the sound


He won


He’s gone.