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