Like flame

The kerosene burns bright

Illuminating our sins

Salvation can be found

In new birth


Doomed to dissolution

Spreading disenchantment

As a joke

That was less funny than sad


There was not a place

For everlasting peace

A cowards dream

Broken by eternal violence


Find those lasting laws

Of truth and violence

The facade cannot be kept

In that which we always have known

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