Prophet’s Garden

Rooted in pain,

Poison and perversion,

Sustained by Demon –

Flower from another dimension.

While lotus needs mud –

Otherwise it’ll die,

My growth needs blood,

That’s my heart’s call.

Three religions will never unite,

Yet the same God rules them,

Bound by fate to teach and write,

Traditions serves as a new Shen.

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