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From the echoes of whisper of mind

A wrathful voice emerge,

A guide in the desert

Direct toward more desolate shrines.

Humanity more visceral.

Instinct will come out.

A darkest path, fateful past;

A future thought without tying.

Expired morality; that give way

To enlightenment.

The will; a march for soft land

With firm feet and willing to bleed.

Transmute mud and flesh

In sharp bones that impossible to gnaw.

How can the spirit ride in suffering?

The spirit is enfleshed in the voice of silence?

How does the spirit learn from deep silence?

Life lesson of a paradigmatic version.

The voice of silence.

The gallop announces the advent;

Soon the moral value will be devalued.

A new world is being molded,

Strengthened by pain.

Humanity more visceral.

Instinct will come out.

A darkest path, fateful past;

A future thought without tying.

Expired morality; that give way

To enlightenment.

The will; a march for soft land

With firm feet and willing to bleed.

Transmute mud and flesh

In sharp bones that impossible to gnaw.

How can the spirit ride in suffering?

The spirit is enfleshed in the voice of silence?

How does the spirit learn from deep silence?

Life lesson of a paradigmatic version.