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I screamed to the gates of heaven

When my nights where pale and frozen...

But no soul could hear my agony!

Nor angels, nor light rise for me...

As darkness grow inside my rotten soul

I've became helpless of stopping wondering

If our nature is worth for heaven

Or their heaven is worth for us, the real gods?

When the animals began to walk on two feet\s

A demonical force kept them truly alive!

A force of lust, for more then, a climbing in a tree,

Called instinct, called evolving, called Satan!