Dominus Vexator

Slaves broken on the wheel moan plaintively
The universal tyranny rule of the unbounded domination
And milliards of lives are lost in the vast
Labyrinth of eternity

As safe pillars of the spirit-throne
Marble skulls sneer at the shadow's entrancing dance of death
His waltzing with ash

And till the dreadful age's child will visit
The cruel tyrant of the dominium
Remains
The maniac, desparate, naive desire
To the advent of a two-faced beam of light
Gleaming in the mask of the nothing's prophet
But hope dies at last

And
The wheel
Maybe stops some time