Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Limit of the thousands hands,
respectful hands,
unable to touch the darkness.
Shooting hands unable to reflect the blue sky.
The road that basks in light,
the wind that ignited the embers,
time that gathers when both are together,
there is no need to be hesitant,
obey my orders.
Light bullets,
eight bodies,
nine items,
book of heaven,
diseased treasure,
great wheel,
grey fortress tower.
Aim far away,
scatter brightly and cleanly when fired
Seeping crest of turbidity.
Arrogant vessel of lunacy!
Boil forth and deny!
Grow numb and flicker!
Disrupt sleep!
Crawling queen of iron!
Eternally self-destructing doll of mud!
Unite! Repulse!
Fill with soil and know your own powerlessness!