Wings burn as I dance
angels falling everywhere
feathers brightly burning
everything dies when I dance

Oh sweet subjects of time
loyal are you to it's tidal call
here I dance with my own
as other fall into the thinking pool

Oh little by little
by time after time
I see what was once
and know what is here

I live not
me live again
did they not **** me
a ****** again and again

Was not my deaths so many times
I mean really did I not die enough
that I still dance for my queen
making holy those from below and above

Oh please don't pray
don't pray, for it is an insult
I need no soul saving
really, are you ****** kidding

I left that time to dance
that time I fell here myself
blood of my feline friend dead
the sand in my eyes and them calling me a god


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris