29 December 2012
Shadows shift as they move from my glance, arrogance fills them, in their condescending stance.
Who are they to judge me, it is I who gave them life, they deny me to my face, was it not my grace, that created this human race?
They exist to one immoral goal, division with each other, a waste of their very soul.
The feeling of love, they lost long ago, only hatred is what they wish to show.
I have nothing more to teach them, it seems they forgot their calling, decline of human compassion, far from my love, they just keep falling.
Flesh Of Human Arrogance • Opuss № I