Fate
The domino of fate
strikes down angels…
Their wings are heavy,
unfolded in the wind.
And here we are, tearing flowers to crumbs,
and miss out on pieces,
in the fall of the angels.
Oh, Lucifer!
Oh, people!
We have smashed our hearts against the darkness!
We have been blinded by perdition!
We have forgotten the essence
of life…
We are domino pieces…
We fall to dismantle the atomic bomb
of time.
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