Reincarnation

Something is coming with its huge blow, I can feel it.

I can feel the potency of the disaster

I can feel the strange suffocation and anxiety

I can feel the silence all around

A boiling annoyance and impatience in that silence

A hidden wildness waiting that is waiting for the blast

We are waiting for the right moment with a demon inside

Waiting for the mischievous festival of destruction

Destruction of our spirit of truth

Destruction of our spirit of love

Destruction of our spirit of acceptance

And ultimate destruction of ourselves

I am afraid to be the unavoidable part of this destruction

I am scared to feel my own ferocity

I can feel my hand is thirsty to kill humanity form the core

I tried to my best to conceal myself

But an obvious force towards the devastation

Attracted me out

And with the fear to be destroyed

I have joined to the rally of the outraged demons

Who came out form our own selves

To destroy our own selves

I can feel that blow will come

With its overwhelming power

And wipe us out from all anxiety and suffocation

I can feel, it will destroy us

And it will create me again

I can feel and wait for the blow of reincarnation

In a new world with usual two paths to choose  

I can feel that it is coming

Coming with its blow

To recreate me

A new and naïve me