The Gentle Touch of Humanity

Through broken memories and mental draughts
 Once a beautiful land made of blood and thoughts
 I was taught to believe that Sirius was the way
 But on my broken knees I was led astray
 And then I saw the gentle touch of humanity
 I stood in its glowing shadow
 We are the architects of fate
 In pure judgment and awe
 We burn what we create
 And then I saw the gentle touch of humanity
 Destroying the future and raping the past
 Just to feed our own insanity
 Skywards pillars of ruins
 Bleeding blind juries of fury
 Main lined self-made virus
 And then there was silence
 A seething undeniable hatred and loss of words
 The lines between life and death are blurred
 With every new burst of life and convalescence
 We have drained our collective souls of its essence
 And from soil I came, in iron raised
 In resistance, in redemption, non serviam
 A pure supernova of life in constant toil
 And now I am complete, leaving this mortal coil