Alexandr Korol

Ones who gets all will rid of the woes,
The princes will quarrel, ignorance falls.

The people, it happens are hollow creations,
But storm has began on frontiers of consciousness,
Some the Message will read and start wailing,
For some in the Message a wonder appears.

The Power of Love the LADY accepted,
Abandon the fame, hustle and bustle,
Messagers Great doesn’t want on the Throne,
He won’t bring threats to powers of hustle.

Ancient exalted, United and happy,
Enemies sleepless brewing resentment,
Rumors and gossips spreading a lot,
By Heavenly Light that evil destroyed.

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The Chosen was told: “Either die or create
Miracle so we could wonder at it”.
All was denied, and those servers of evil,
Shout they would, but alas, tries are feeble.

Closer to death by the evilness tongues.
Maiden will lessen the harvest of crumbs,
Stubborn would wish to destroy fair Maiden,
Haunting their fate from the path of the Heaven.

Darkness would bother, drama proceeds,
People bring love to the Lady of treat,
Heavens won’t bare the trade among thieves.
Ask Them for Life or for death, no defeat.