It marred the skin of the sunset. nAnd pulled time's teeth by a thread. nIt cannot grasp the hell of a peaceful sky. nYet it can cut off narcissism's head. nIt gauged out the eye of God. nAnd poured His blood upon our minds.n It spat on the face of fate. nBut it's love's fool for reading between the lines. nIt broke the bones of inhibitions. nAnd made deceit fall to its knees. nIt stabbed pessimism in the back. nIt challenges anything it sees. nA catharsis that knows no defeat. nIt asphyxiated fear. nIt murdered hope. nDefeated by hatred, who shed not a tear.nDesire is dying. nAffection is its heir. nHonesty is lying. nEmpathy doesn't care. nVictory is on its knees. nApathy now lives to please. Forgiveness chose to not forget. Perfection looks back with regret. Destruction now bears creation. Rebellion married to recreation. nLove conquers nothing. nBut it's fool is buried here. nIts people covered in spoiled Holy blood.