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Lament of a Fallen Man

Dedicated to the fall of the age, C.W. You built a throne of warnings Out of shadows in your mind, Drew authority from anger ’Til the truth was left behind. You recycled ancient thunder, Called it prophecy and fire. But every word was smoke From the furnace of desire. You said the world would shatter If any voice but yours awoke, But the son who walked with insight Let a woman be his yoke. Now every truth you once defended Is the truth you now revoke, You swing at those who stand upright To hide the vows you broke. Now I’m singing to the shadow You mistook for righteous flame. To the echo that you worship As it reflects in your name. You called yourself the herald, But your inner breath is smoke; The truth is not your captive, The way to truth is what you broke. You haunt the world with warnings Only fear itself evokes - Now you’re acting like a nakri, You are the mirror that you broke. Your ego needed enemies, So you carved me from your doubt. A phantom you could battle So the silence wouldn’t shout. You claimed love from the heavens While you swallowed every soul, In the Name you keep invoking, But you’ll account for what you stole. You paint yourself the martyr Every time the truth is near; Self-inflicted wounds you’re nursing, These are scars you hold so dear. Now I’m singing to the shadow You mistook for righteous flame, To the echo that you worship As it reflects in your name. You called yourself the herald, But your inner breath is smoke; The truth is not your captive, The way to truth is what you broke. You haunt the world with warnings Only fear itself evokes, Now you’re acting like a nakri, You are the mirror that you broke I am not your reflection, I don’t bleed for your crusade; I don’t carry all your monsters. You need war to keep your kingdom made. And when the storm you summoned Circles back, revealing truth, You’ll face the one you’re fighting... It was always only you. Now I’m singing to the shadow You mistook for righteous flame, To the echo that you worship As it reflects in your name. You called yourself the herald, brother, But your inner breath is smoke; The truth is not your captive, The way to truth is what you broke. You haunt the world with warnings Only fear itself evokes. Now a foreigner, just a nakri, You are the mirror that you broke. Translations by D. Powers & R. Baskin - used with permission. Lyrics, music and video by Dee Powers - All Rights Reserved 2025 Artwork for public use - by Rasoul Emami