"I defy blind authority and faith."

"If this words break a world / Then what foundation had to start?"

"What kind of love is built on death?"

"Need we feel God in the verb / and act without comprehending?"

I'm tired of fancy names meaning nothing.
I'm tired of the symbol worthing more than what is there for all to feel.
I'm tired of power showing off without content.
I'm tired of vulnerability being exploited from who we love.
I'm tired of feign compliance for convenience and comfort.

I'm tired of hipocrisy.

I can die. But my Will will not.

And if I don't find a place, from me it borns.

Because my peace is to comply with what resonates from the deepest part
of a soul that don't lie and don't betray itself.

For if you give up yourself. You gave up the world.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Lupar, in the year 1004 AF.