Imprisoned unwittingly in invisible analgesia cells,
we struggle to see the uncertain tomorrow
through the sad gaze of our comrades,
while electrified barbed wire prevents escape.
Cowardly people oversee our insecurity...
Every morning, before sunrise, guardians, who fear the light,
some are awakened violently but quietly,
from their unfinished dream, leading them to their brutal end.
And the bloodthirsty cutthroats - hands of the clock - continue their macabre course.
The screams of the orphans feed the a-consciousnesses of the vampires.
The rest continue to sleep wrapped in sheets of illusion.
Some, with an alert conscience, listen anxiously
scary sounds in the night and they wonder whose turn it will be.
And yet, they know that a voice, a fist, a decision-faith is enough
to break down the walls of misanthropy,
to smash barbed wire fences,
to disappear the painless human guards.
But some sleep and others fear,
and the few who stay awake and resist are not enough.
In the dark corners the robot killers lurk.
Darkness returns and with it the werewolves,
and the "cowardly, ill-fated and unwieldy adamas await some kind of death".
In the meantime, the walls are built stronger and the barbed wire,
while people's thoughts are mercilessly torn to shreds.
At the same time, in opulent salons of innocent auctions,
the sold merchants of human visions,
with bronzed "gods" and dilemmas,
they bargain human dignity with weaponized killing systems
self-attack, hetero-defense and collective self-destruction
as well as with colorful self-reversal substances.
All around, in the dark cul-de-sacs of human expectations,
where despair competes with pain,
and at the same time the hideous howling of the werewolves,
along with the hideous creeping of reptiles,
approaching the place of execution of the fatal future deaths,
an eerie, universal "HOSANNA" is heard!
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