The Gentle Touch of Humanity

Through broken memories and mental draughts
Once a beautiful land made of blood and thoughts
I was taught to believe that Sirius was the way
But on my broken knees I was led astray

And then I saw the gentle touch of humanity

I stood in its glowing shadow
We are the architects of fate
In pure judgment and awe
We burn what we create

And then I saw the gentle touch of humanity
Destroying the future and raping the past
Just to feed our own insanity

Skywards pillars of ruins
Bleeding blind juries of fury
Main lined self-made virus
And then there was silence

A seething undeniable hatred and loss of words
The lines between life and death are blurred
With every new burst of life and convalescence
We have drained our collective souls of its essence

And from soil I came, in iron raised
In resistance, in redemption, non serviam
A pure supernova of life in constant toil
And now I am complete, leaving this mortal coil