O dwellers of silence
symbols of madness
and wisdom,
shine..
sinners of innocence
rainbows of sadness
convicted
to freedom
and wine
rituals of nonesence
taboos of happiness
restricted
to your kingdom
and mine
O lost souls,
of the past
ancient calls,
from the dust
craving
for life
unfolded history
dancing priestess
excavated papyri
mourning enchantress
mystical
is the strife
enhanced
refined,
virtue
glanced
redefined,
but true..
sin forgiven
heart ripped out
sacrifice given
cheering the crowd
brad new
another born
delivered
rootless thorn
beheaded
blooming
assuming
its the ultimate dance
of salvation..
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