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These hateful beings

That roams our world - With empty eyes

Those dreadful sinners

With hunger - They consume my faith

On the edge of existence - With mortal minds

I cry for you - In the few next lines – I cry for you

These strange angels

Follows our - Every move – With caressing arms

Who could have known

This was their – Definition - Of love ?

These mortal thrills – That make us ill

They are our only defence against divinity

I cry for you – In the few next lines – I cry for you

But the arrogance – Never accept their existence

In technology

We lay our only hope

But isn’t it

Just another lie ?

That we long for – Can’t be achieved...

Expect hell to come !

These strange angels

That are – Rejected – With arrogance

They still exist although we

Despise them - We still - Need them !

These mortal thrills – That make us ill

They are our only defence against divinity