I awake to a new dawn,
In which a siren's smile is the bridge of my dance;
How I crave to fulfill my fate!
Between a caress and a dagger,
I can only die among my old ashes;
Between a candlelight and a shade,
I can only draw the flesh,
That is nourished by my whole body;
The hatred comes up when,
There are better ways to soar the sky;
In which the being gets linked,
With the red goddess,
In order to initiate a ritual;
And now,
Just an herald will be able to shout,
The new Heaven's pathway.
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