In His Name, for You
The breaths of time are numbered, yearning for the union of the destined day; yet, the peace we had hoped for is not as it now stands. The promise was of tranquility and greenness. Here and now, the darkness of the covenant has not endured and has shattered what was the alchemy of survival. Iliyā, Iliyā, Iliyā! The covenant-breakers have taken our tranquility and have claimed peace for themselves. In the past, they broke us, and now, at the end of this time, we press our hands against the wall of sorrow and cry out for salvation. The blind and deaf of our era have become deformed in their animalistic existence, and worse, they take joy in this state and remain stubborn in their lack of remorse, not flinching until death becomes a remedy for such a deathly existence.
Just the fact that you embody establishment is enough. And this story continues, stay with me…
Moment 53
