...to Elysium
the air is a mixture of awe; of pleasures.
and the want to possess
a bit more power than before
as gracefully as the eagles fly above.
sorrows, pains, anguish
evaporating from the sun-scorched floor,
beaten, flogged...
and the want to possess
a bit more power than before
as gracefully as the eagles fly above.
sorrows, pains, anguish
evaporating from the sun-scorched floor,
beaten, flogged...