Proelium ad hortum Edenis, pacem sempiternam.

English Translation : The Garden of Eden & Battle for Eternal peace.

Woke up in the Garden of Eden,

A half eaten fruit rested by my side,

Two bite marks precisely,

Could it be?

Could this be the source of our demise?

The fruit which stole the "im" from our mortality,

Our greatest curse?

Picking myself up,

Realizing I was nude,

Exposed, though not even the least ashamed

At my  back, rested two white wings which fluttered

What is all this?

Lions with golden manes strut by,

A stranger in hidden environs.

A rotten serpent itself lay

with its bones turned to moss,

Time hasn't shifted a bit here,

"Ye' are gods"

My intelligence at its MagnaCarta.

My vision clearer with its glass removed.

My purpose fully realized.

I run towards the ------,

No!

I fly on eagle wings!

Shooting through the sky like a space celestial!

A relieved heavenly body!

Diving into an Ocean of corrosive acidic blood

deep into the depths of the dark

Into the illusions of Earth.

My mission?

To battle for the Creator himself.