"666 the Number of the Oblivious Christ"

In darkest river, now I swim.
Chilling hour strikes — all breathless flowers are dancing grim.
In loneliest pain I found my rebellious, chained friend.
Who else can today my flawed soul to blame?
Give me a whisper, spell me a proper name.

Like a stormy howl, my deeds have no shame.
Better now than late — blind minds can’t create.
Wrestle with your loud, bleeding and arrogant fate.
Find out who do you truly love, who do you passionately hate.
Why all unhinged roads, even when you ask them, don’t answer?

When you call on them,
When you fall on them —
Why you always falling down with no fast brakes?
Why your mind only remembers: fiery grotto
And unforgiving vivid madness, splattered in thousand burning lakes?

If you don’t give,
If your word only takes,
This haunting kiss will be all what remains —
Like broken Adam, like Adam in wasted chains.

Freedom comes with unsaid price.
Free man always runs with somber pains.
Heaven and hell roar at each other
In the middle of hollow dice.
Sometimes we don’t hear the served advice.

We run into strangest device,
We buy sad, sad automated vice —
Just to be, just to be one of many,
Something jealously uncanny.
Just to be the happy fool that glitters
In the kingdom of empty streets
Like something preposterously nice.

Doorway to smoldering underworld
And shelter to perfect paradise —
Will that suffice?

Will that suffice, joker and batman?
Will that suffice,
Happy joker and sad badman?
Please pay the price…

Time has come.
Time has come —
To play nice.

What you gonna do when nothing and nobody is left to hate?
Will you then wallow like a happy pig in your burning fate?
Will you find your dirty crown when we press disintegrate?
When Aryan love meets the Abrahamic fallen slate?

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