A vast unknown place
Where easy to hide a face
No finite volume or shape
Mystery, adventures a long tape
Group of people, there they survive
Tech reached top of the tribe
Wend beyond the limit of creativity
A new creation a new instability
Rose an obstruction in the old morality
The game of Oblivion was instigated
Moulded their genes, became immortal
Lost the features of being mortal
Unlimited power, unfulfilled ambition
Forgotten the resource the exploitation
Scarcity of resource, space whistled
Badness of people dissembled
The dark whirlwind engulfed
F freezed time, world became dwarfed
Unlimited power, unfulfilled ambition
All turned into the monstral action
Destruction ruled over the land, a new tunes;
Huge castles, sceneries turned to sand dunes.
Worst may reach to the summit
But evil shadow never departs from it.
Good may fall down a land beneath
But rises with brightness as a legend of myth;
Bad turned worst, a beautiful place was frost,
Ideal monuments, ideal antique was crushed,
The monsterous acts has become worst,
The world of peace was lost for no cost.
Haunted by the powers, they are.
Love, respect and affection so far
Power is evil, unknown to young bull
Awaked and conscious, some careful;
Demons they say, on that path who gone,
Some demons regret for what they’ve done;
A kind goodness evolved in them
A powerful damage when came;
Rescued to the safe and clean place
Failed moulding who can’t change their race,
Protection, creation they did every time,
To whom we worship all the time
Goodness of Demons is the supreme.
I don’t think this really is a dream.
God’s changed and made beautiful world,
A spirit of goodness, where they hold.
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