Old forces wanted to eliminate MindCœur,
Angels would weep, were they not dead,
My disciples – magnificent Divinities,
Won’t say a word at the end times.
Divine voice emanating from Heavens,
Penetrating all dimensions down to Earth,
Transcending the wisdom of Eons of dark kalpas,
Adamantine Gods mending the Cosmos – Creator’s children.
Repeating the old mistakes,
Building walls, closing itself off,
Controlled by communist thought,
Incapable to survive cultural exchange.
One human race, endlessly mixed by the currents,
Purity of life reflected on the Way back to Heavens,
Gods of new Cosmos are safeguarding wise light of Creation,
Progress of Creator’s Way cannot be barred by illusions of time.
Divine mind breaks the illusion,
Under enormous pressure,
Bound by the fate,
We met again.
You made some new friends,
in your incel marriage,
whoever is without sin,
cast the first stone.
there should be somethin deep and symbolic. here
