Signes of an apocalypse
Midnight's wings
Raven's Flight
the moon wanes
this sweet night
everyting lies ahead
while nothing lies behind
the sounds of silence,
the stillness of noise,
Calm of the fight,
violence of peace,
obliderated in an instant,
by the sign of the beast
poem by Jake Caranto
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