Man And The Beast

After knowing so much 
of unknown, 
you were afraid, but I 
lunge for the relic. 

How far you will sink 
in the depth of cries? 
The moon will not�"� 
offer her lips. 

Light will not give you 
the vision. A sin unrolls. 
The city burns in its�"� 
own garbage. 

As soon as the water 
dries, eyes will blink�"� 
to nail down the constellation 
in fog. The tongues retreat.