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Child of a fantasy.

Demon of tyrants.

Soil of atrocities.

Mirror of sin.

Once in a while when the drainedaways dream

Of your speech as an eternal truth,

Noone will notice the venomous scheme,

Blinding inside your existenceless youth.

Instable idol of several´s fathers,

Deceptive idyll in unseen ideas,

Fatal without being real, a chimera

Of mania in garments of light.