Let loose

See my ego shadowed in the grass? Take my hand, let's join the witches dance. See your ego joining mine? Drop the funny clothes, let's cricle the totem of despair. Awaiting for the sun to fall, let's shout out loud the book of John. Destiny is the fortuitous sublime, is there any other kind? I've drunk the euphoria of despair. I'm the kamikaze, life's ambassador of death.