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Soon will come the time when God will be killed by our desire and everyone will dance.
You will see me standing there, with the heart of our fate in my hands, praying this will be finally the real beginning. The bonfires will be burning, our shouts will rise to the sky waking the appalled widowers.
When they hear us cast dancing shadows around the lights they will be scared, they'll wonder if the beginning of our time has come.