The Devil May Cry

The sea is on fire
It's dark and warm
a faint piano to address this satire
So pure, so calm
the clouds are dancing
the grass is in his palm
the sun is a blacklight
shining on the earth
every molecule is in sight
nothing is the same..
where are we? who are we?
new spirits have been created
within a human
the planet is beginning again
everything we know, was all a lie
be careful on the horizon
because soon..
the devil may cry

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