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The soul delights satisfied

by virtual peace candour

between two worlds

victim or butcher?

The winner shivers

with the prize in his hand

hoping in the neighbour

that won't be

in revenge expectation of war

The spirit, knelt before the altar of infinity

asks mercy and eternal redemption

perfect supreme's victims

am I the victim? am I the butcher?

The war that doesn't make prisoners rejoices

while the flat as a desert peace cries

the sinful fallen

hidden desires

make the world coloured of purple hate

and evilness gets to supremacy

Mistaking is human

persevering is diabolical

losing is normal

revenging is divine.