The digital flowers

Lorenz

let us pluck the bloom that death forgot.

Ere the years stripe bare the garden 

of its prophecy of a lucent dawn...

The wet pavement nurtures aborted hopes

on the crimson glow of the blue horizon .

come ,children of the lost homeland !

 You spun around on your lawless ,faithless

wooden horses !

 Honest ministers who have feasted on the golden calf !

 Your creatures,obscene caricatures ,offered up 

to the vomit pits of power ...

  Let us sip the venal nectar of the last dinner.

Sweet plunge from the messianic bridge of the abysses.

  Be shattered old table lies and  gospel of  disgrace !

  In your name ,idolatrous indulgence ...

 Faith ,you're nothing but this totalitarian deception.

  Sacred alibi to plant an olive tree in the valley of tears...

Deutorenomy burned at the stack of the black moon.

 You,who entered here ,clothed in your darkness.

Puppets in your journey to Utopia .

  Devouts,who yet believe the promises 

 of the temple's counterfeiters ...

  Brother,dance on the  deck of the tottering arch ,

before sinking to the sound of a marital march .

The future has the intoxicating scent of the annihilation.

  Sons of perversion ,burn the house down !

The day after doesn't wait for you !

  Let's sow the seeds of chaos today . 

  Tomorrow ,the digital  roses shall bloom 

their neutronic petals...

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: October 13th, 2026 10:59
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 1


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