For the Zevists

[nema]

We conquer the Earth
We master the Sea
We worship the Fire
Free, like a Wind

Through the enemy's breath
Through your childhood's death
Through the atomic threat
Macabre dance of Isfet

Through your ancient fears
Through the Stratosphere
When the end feels near
Yet you don't feel real

Just Keep Walking..

 

[Tethys333]

It's beautiful, brother, thank you!

 

[High Priestess Lydia Coventina]

Beautiful, and I love that you used a Liturgical term in the poem