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I am the one who steps through clouds and ether of unknown

With stave to balance equilibrium of collapsing worlds

Above the destinies a perilous path beyond horizons

Through constellation of dragons breathing purple fire

And it burns through my eyes, and as rope getting higher,

Disappear behind forests of spires,

As the winds raging by, stagger and destabilize

Surrounded and chased by fairy face vampires

Their resentment and pry, they're still aiming to fire

Step away from blessing to devilry

And while there's time to hesitate - incomprehension or hate?

I hurry to the outer gates

He is the one who stands below, the watcher of the skies

Through yawning crowd he sees my fading shade in binoculars

Deranging minds, the hearts are paced with heat of revolution

Left behind, search for satisfactory retribution

Through the dense shades, to the empty space

Laying unpredictable roads

From the eclipse to the abyss

Lamb tails and rabbit holes

And it burns through my eyes, so I'm holding tight

Disappear behind scattered stellar fires

And they still hesitate - for this time its too late

As I pass the outer gates

My suit protects my purpose

My flesh protects their founds

The radiation surplus

Crystalizing blood into the glass

Pulsating screaming beacons

Stellar sirens in the night

As rope leads my foot towards the growing signals

Atmosphere curtains opens in my sight

In my veins, their poison has been dissolved

Out of their hands, steering towards appearing storm

Fragments falling through the magnetic fields

Summoned into gravitation clinch

In pillows of clouds, puddles of gas

Collapsing as compass spins in whirl-abouts

Accelerating as a stray comet

The destination point approaches ahead

To landing spot, to cut the rope

To bow the crowd they stayed till the end of show

Hey you, you did just fine holding in there, heh (sure you'd be proud)

So take the credits and sod off

These swaying yellow fields of grass are mine

These forests and oceans I'm to name with time

Spikelet of gold, the unseen furs and soils

The only privilege's of mine to behold

I am the one who stepped through ether of unknown

I am the one who touched horizon walls

And here's my place, my new made grace

My stand, among the red winds and green waves

Transmitting my self-made letters and codes

Submitting my novel to the book of worlds