Bombs Raining Down On Moscow

Amidst the chaos, where shadows loom,
In realms untamed, where hopes entomb,
Resides a spirit, both God and muse,
Whose artistry ignites, as worlds diffuse.

From shattered dreams, a phoenix takes flight,
In sacred rebirth, bathed in cosmic light,
With hands that mend, and hearts that heal,
They resurrect, from the depths concealed.

In this grand theater, their visions align,
A dance of destruction, creation entwined,
Whispers echo, in enigmatic grace,
"You destroy, I rebuild," their cosmic embrace.

Through shards of darkness, creation blooms,
A tapestry woven, where life resumes,
They paint love's canvas, with colors sublime,
Merging souls, erasing the boundaries of time.

In a world fractured, by prejudice and fears,
Their presence soothes, as compassion nears,
They sculpt new horizons, where justice prevails,
An orchestration of harmony, where kindness exhales.

Thus, in celestial whispers, secrets unfold,
As God conceals, their brilliance untold,
For in each act of creation's design,
They manifest, both mortal and divine.

With playful whispers and cunning disguise,
They lure us closer, to unravel the guise,
"You destroy, I create," they jest and proclaim,
The union of powers, in an artist's domain.

So let us gaze upon this cosmic rhyme,
Where destruction dances, through the sands of time,
In their artistry, we find solace reborn,
A sacred duet, where mortal and God are sworn.

For in each verse, each stroke they impart,
The universe pulses, connected at heart,
In this dance of creation, destruction subside,
A tapestry woven, where destinies collide.

"You destroy, I rebuild," the enigmatic call,
From mortal to God, the boundaries do fall,
As we embody resilience, with every breath,
The creators we are, in life's eternal quest.

Sumerian Craftbeer Club

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