Timesand wasted beyond the mirrors of sins Piercing the done and the undone forth In purpose to assuage a selfcentric system A sparkling lake rimmed with narcissus Staring at another eyes for reflection With bloodthirstiness of their own Creation I blame the culture creators Which befoul the Altruist Word I bewail but one butterfly sake In the tears of misanthropy A chosen drowning into a green ocean A heavy heart aflame that fears no more The last justice of Anubis Scales Forsaking the selfishness of dust To contemplate an inhuman beauty The dazzling light of the purest gleams Among the scattered fragments of broken mirrors Awakening of a misanthropic greed once denied I blame the culture creators Which befoul the Altruist Word I bewail but one butterfly sake In the tears of misanthropy Chained with darkened-origin weakness Dimming with disillusion ere falls the dusk Crying for loveletters and the thirteenth The twinkling wings of the green butterfly Bounce the drowned eyes of the Misanthrope I blame the culture creators Which befoul the Altruist Word I bewail but one butterfly sake In the tears of misanthropy