I wish to burn the sands
And turn them into ashes
I wish to ride the waves
and gulp in shouting splashes
I wish to swap the skies
From blue to reddish clusters
I wish to catch the clouds
And turn them into monstersFurious Gods, their eyes would tell !!
Breathing fires brought out from hell
With their fists creating thunder
Roaring, storming all that's under
Ripping the green
Stealing the dreams
Killing what's left
From wild to keen
Rage my heart, my broken self
Life is cruel, her master's deaf
Make your move, turn the scales
You are done with fairy tales.
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