All in its perfect bloom of abscesses
Like decease, like flames of plague
The world dwells in the vortex of agony
All doomed from the start
This world needs salvation
The world must be healed
There will be no confession
But purifying fire of the end
The new beginning follows the end of the story
A healing hand with a sword
To bring justice to every home
Fighting for better world from far innocent dreams
Global changes need tough means
Are with me?
Let’s make the world cleaner
Let it burn, it will be better
Without this dirt
In the end fire heals
Purifying everything
The world of dreams live in each heart
So deep within
It rests until our final breath, last heartbeat
But why?
Let’s bring new light
Let’s build life anew
Out of dreams into the real
Let’s make this world brighter
Are you with me?
Are you a fighter?
If the one falls
A crowd will rise
Cloud of crows
We will rise again and again
No matter how many times
And how much pain
We’ve been through, we’ll fight
Linlin's Poetry 