Abandoned or simply never created
I was lost and found on the street of enslaved
And there was the horizon of swords and bodies...
O why hast thou forsaken me?

Honest, artistic...
I was waiting for the miracles
Watching the spectacle for the sadistic
Perhaps god hath no hands but tentacles!

I don't want to look to that sky no more
Then when I can't see what's around me
I don't want to speak holy names no more
Then when I don't even know your name

I found what I was not looking for
So much pain to despise
There is no reason to expect more
Long ago I paid my crimes

"Ex vmbris ad lvcem"

A light crossed mine eyes
A long time I am going through
Amid so many tales and lies
I saw the path of my truth
In my kingdom in life
Thy god may not exist
Or he may want me as his denier
About reason I can speak

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