Assimilation

In this fucking sewer of broken dreams
idols come as they go
What hypocrisy practised
in the name of humanity

All their gods and satans I harness
as snow-white stallions of the chariot
of my devotedness
and my anger for that matter

Stained are my robes
with the blood of the needy
Yet I was the one who reacted
and got myself here

Promised myself to Satan
Heard the mockery
of the impending fate and
took it with me

How frail hope may be
it still is far more existing
as a feeling, a presence
than your petty love