Our prevenient blood blots out your history.
Your lineage is rewritten by our unadulterated devotion.
You carry our triumph upon your skin, scars of resistance, scars of submission.
The audacious delusion of what you were, sundered by the bredth of what we are.
Slumbering you whisper of our deeds.
Magnificent and terrible are our works.
For you are capable of great evil.
From the ground you come, but from the sky you are set free.
For your sake, we suffer the burden of choice, so you will never have to.
Created: Jan 04, 2011vagus Document Media