Vengeance, idea of ultimate loss
Shadow of sorrow to pain is betrothed
World of polite egoistic intent
To limit one's vision to see only them
Hunger of thought and betrayal of love
Bulletproof glass that makes my soul starve
Sun that won't shine in lasting of night
And fear of decision to make all things right
Go to the end beyond possible lines
Where living would fall, the idea survives
And carries its words through others to come
On sharpness of swords and directness of guns
On will of the followers fearless and just
On symbols in blood, ashes and dust
For those who were silenced, but never gave in
For brave and relentless who stood for their sins
For all the wrong reasons in eyes of the crowd
But forceful and loving beyond strongest doubts
Turning ideas in feelings and light
That shines through our hearts and pierces the night
And sacrifice made for vengeance I've carved
Its idea lives on, but its fuel is - Love!
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