Conflict

Conflict

The demon follows me very close and God is in my heart In the ultimate fight between good and evil

The man in his misery is the only victim

In this fight without morals

Opposing Choice and the Burden of Free Will

Putting destiny on the road to death or eternal life

Do we have the choice to be, to be what we should be

Since to be in oneself is a sin of being

Existence all by itself is a lie converted into truth

To be able to dominate the mind of the stupid man in search of the truths

The truth, the only truth to judge guilty is imprisoned in the rib cage

Destroyed by reason by the brain already damaged by enslavement

They lost their critical soul for political freedom

The resulting wound does not bleed

But does much more damage

Did we choose to love to feel

Or are we programmed to do it without really feeling it?

Humanity drifts from it seeking God without really knowing which God

The zombies head hurt hope the skies

For a better life after death

What is after death

That the end of the end is preferable to the constant monotony that we live

Little by little like the living dead we live

In the shadow of the blinding light

So the darkness becomes the sharp consolation

Of those who seek enlightenment

Of their cold blood in drugs and everything that can provide ecstasy