Crawling at the spine of the world, the sunrise split to red, as if bleeding, sensing me facing my beloved one. My spirit fused with the poetry of the rising moon. I can FEEL the warmth of her soul, the bitterness of her absence, the tenderness of her lips am addicted to... FEELING, once again..

She brought me back from a hollow shade to human being.. Agony is no more but history!

Higher in a distant plan, abominant foes howl the hymn of lucifer, growling, screaming and running as the Devil's whip was at their chase. bloodthirsty they were just behind...And I was the chosen ...