At the edge of the world, where everything breaks,
The old face is blown away.
No heaven calls, no hell's jaws –
The weary shell sinks to the bottom.
Made of black steel, of dead leg
The heart is forged pure as a lion.
What you nurture in the dark:
Wake up – before you are consumed.
The price is high. We're paying here.
And that's how we die.
Ashes to ashes, the surf screams,
louder and louder through space and time.
The sand buries what was true yesterday –
We embrace the flood, however loudly it echoes.
And that's how we die. And that's how we die.
We scream anger into the deaf universe –
Is anyone listening, or is the sound silent?
We wrestle with heaven and earth and time,
and tear the children away from pain and suffering.
From bloodstone grows what no one breaks.
You don't break a diamond.
The chains of time – rust and sand.
Only this breath endures.
Now across the bridge that sighs and is silent.
And that's how we die.
Are you ready?
We are damned, broken, mocked,
Left lying there, accustomed to dying.
But let us lift our heads, for we are strong,
And they are false – so we swear here.
I lay in the dust, my fist raised,
My “why” did not awaken any god.
But your shoulder lifts me up,
where no prayer can help anymore.
Take my hand, don't look back,
We have merged, piece by piece.
The old life: go there.
The new thing screams its freedom – and we with it.
And this is how we die – and this is how we begin:
Forever one. Forever young.
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"Dravens Tales from the Crypt" has been enchanting for over 15 years with a tasteless mixture of humor, serious journalism - for current events and unbalanced reporting in the press politics - and zombies, garnished with lots of art, entertainment and punk rock. Draven has turned his hobby into a popular brand that cannot be classified.
My blog was never designed to spread news, let alone get political, but with current affairs I just can't help but capture information here that is otherwise censored on all other channels. I am aware that the design page may not seem "serious" to many in this regard, but I will not change this to please the "mainstream". Anyone who is open to non-state-compliant information sees the content and not the packaging. I've tried enough to provide people with information over the last 2 years, but quickly noticed that it never matters how it's "packaged", but what the other person's attitude towards it is. I don't want to put honey on anyone's mouth to meet expectations in any way, so I'll keep this design because hopefully at some point I'll be able to stop making these political statements, because it's not my goal to go on like this forever 
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