Floating wings Glorious forms Destitute colours Of toxic winds. Having drunk All the shades Shine I will Like a star Bemoaning its Cruel fate Amid torrents Of constant rage. Gods of fear Gods of nights Gather up Your stifled fight Gods of chaos Gods of confines String together An absent design. Silent music An invisible lore Distant dirges Of thundery pours. Raining clouds Under floating wings Destituting the colours Of the toxic winds.