Words find life
everyform blessed and cursed
Lamen will tell you it´s darkwater
High fields of paradise ploughed by men whose eyes have been to hell
River of rhyme not where darkwater flows
No sinister fish here dwell
Demonic masks ward off infernal spirits
The admission of an unfair world is slavery from the tongue
No dark blood squeezed from the executed witches
necessary beauty of reality
as cruel and merciful as eveyday life
Words find life none so dark as the mind that digests
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