Kristina Korus

Purify

Burn, Sun, burn! Burn me,
My sorrow, pain and agony!

Consume this world with infernal fires
and melt away those masks so empty.
Send forth your rays on hatred´s heirs
so doomed forever they shall be.

Smash the narrow chinks of the caverns
in which we´ve closed ourselves up so blind.
Lead us to the purifying taverns
of infernal corrosives – where mind´s freedom is to be find.

Cleanse the doors of our perception
that we´ll again be able to see
how things are real
in infinity.

Burn.

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Published on e-Stories.org on 15.05.2004.

 
 

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