Man Bites God - Aborym

Strong in solitude

Will, determination

Ability to tear down

And rebuild

No room for doubts

Beliefs in vain

Resistance strong as

As rock solid train

Obsolete and forgotten

The godhead of our time

Heavily tuned down

No more visible

Granted with wisdom

This is me

The soul is breathing

Cries to be free

Reflecting upon changes

Adapting to the new world

Life coiling like a snake

Like a fathomless lake