God has brought this upon you.

Dark souls and deeds

in the corner,

Lying Dead or alive.

Witness his downfall and the rise of man’s spirit.

A personification and an awakening testimony,

Only seconds after his fall.

Grief, nature.

This dying beast.

An embodiment for a Dauntless,

Mean and Young creature.

Beyond darkness and steam,

Like cockroaches

Creature of hollow.

A beautiful entity,

Without which

Immortal to love and its sickness

No man,

Shall not fear

Nor obey emotion.


Hinders his abilities,

To be good, is the opposite of prime.

Lust is in romance with

The angel who’s awakened.

I reckon you beast.

I am gods will.