Scenergized beyond the belief.
Not a short walk,
Rather lengthy track,
For the ones who have chosen
The road to the Chaos and back ...
Perhaps to be reconstructed
Or maybe just followed the heart,
They came to us, feeling very exhausted,
And in Chaos have taken the part.
Scene will take their small sacrifices
And to make them immortal again,
It will draw all the blood from the weakest
Despite their refusal and pain.
Scene is making more of us proud,
It is destroying confusion and lies,
We _should_ pray for it. Often and loud.
Until death looks in our eyes.
And only then, in attempts to stop vicious bleeding,
We are realizing with the sudden relief,
That all our lives we have always been kidding
Ourselves, scenergized beyond the belief.
