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Breathing Shadows
10:12
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Among shadows that are breathing
Where God and society casts a blind eye
And no historian will ever write a page to remember about
Their stories are hidden deep into the earth
Where disease is king and the flesh is rotting
Hate and contempt are the keepers of the gates
And judgement is the privilege of Kings
I belong among the flies and carcasses
Give me your fetid wisdom
From its hollow wings sprouts the magnificence of grace
Sing with defiance, sing with pride
For the coming of the Sun
And the breaking of the silence
Sing for the greatness of your soul
The unbroken will that triumphs over all
The breathing shadows beckon me...
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Nest of Serpents
03:36
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The Duel
10:28
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In shores of distant lands, under the scorching sun
The blood of men there is mixed with the sea
The tide returns to carry bodies by the thousands
Of those who chose to hold on to the doomed
But not yet lost cause of freedom and decency
The crows descend by the hundreds
From a blackened keep in the mountains
Their eyes reflect a pallid shape beneath
Emanating decay and great power, soaked in hubris
The vanquisher stands victorious
His conquered land stands in charred ground, ruin and rot
A small price to pay to strangle the light of resistance
His mind already far away, to the winds that will carry
The last wails and curses of the slayed
By great magic he manipulates the minds of men
The meaning their worlds and the ink of their manuscripts
There is in fact a greater evil than genocide
And that is to take the evil away from the sword that enacted it
A warrior is hiding among the ruins, the last of their kind
For days she stood motionless, breathless among the carnage
For one moment, to face eye to eye the slayer of her people
She leaps into the sky and lands next to him
Even now, the faces of the bystanders are in shock
They tell her to put down the weapon, that violence is not the solution
They tell her about morality, of the complexity of it all
That justice will be eventually reached
Next to the countless bodies of her comrades
Whose blood has not yet run dry
He draws a mighty sword which calls thunder from sky.
She draws her knife.
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Auriferous Flame Athens, Greece
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