Rush

Another sunset stabs the far horizon, another day declines in agony
The bleeding sky falls onto the ground and writhes with pain under my feet
Screams of woe and hatred shroud me as I walk
Ravaged hearts and minds torture their own souls
Scorn and malice reign together in a close embrace
And I wish to feed this domain to the tongues of flames

I was born here, numb and bared, disgraced to my very bones
Enslaved, enshackled and enchained was my humble weeping soul
Oppressed and trampled by laws that I did not create
Haunted by devouring blackness I forged my blackened blade

With that sharp steel I fought the woe, with fury sliced the pounding weight
Stormed the fortress of my foe that heaved beyond my own face
I battled the depressed thoughts, the brooding doom before my eyes
With my demonic sword I cut through clouds, soared above them, touched the sky

I faced a realm of lucid air pervaded by the sunbeams
And rushed over emerald waters of a magical Life Sea
I dived into the breathing ground and bathed in lava of heart of Earth
Then pierced the Space and lit the stars pouring out my Milky Way

I surfed the winds of universe when I heard a cry
And descended to the world that I thought I left in past
There I beheld the grieving creatures that hide from the light of sun
And bow before the grip of ignorance that rules their blinded lives
So I raise my sword of darkness and defy you, wild beast*
Never shall you reign above my brothers and deprive them of their bliss




• That is ignorance meant under the “wild beast” in the end of the poem.


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