In  these  nights  of  Magic

Where  the  great  pain  is  obscured

By  the  fantasy  dragon  made  real

By  the  powers  of  lingering  trauma

I  looked  beyond  the  dawn  of  day

Beyond  the  angst-ridden  faces

Into  the  mind  captured  behind

Living  the  lie  of  the  weakened  ones

I  captured  the  moment  given

I  denied  the  sickening  love

Turned  to  he  purity  of  anger

I  saw  myself  in  the  abyss

Complete  fullness  I  now  own

I  return  to  earth  a  demonrace

Denied  by  man  through  ages

Now  I  walk  the  dying  soil

Atrocities  turned  beauty

Machines  of  torture  turned  art

Beneath  your  cities  I  sleep

At  dawn  I  weep...