skoda uboheho bokehu setaku {teoreticky by tam mohli byt zaujimave kompozicne prvky}.Ale paci sa mi, dufam, ze trosku aj vam....
Earth and sea cower from my screams
As I climb into the skies
Atop sins towered heaven high for me
From whence I see no reason why
I should not smite with vengeance
And hurl thieves down from paradise
For storms before were as nothing more
Than a breeze next to this night
But now I fear I will never peer
On her radiance again
I shall glimpse instead, the slurried red
Of faces pressed to bloodstained panes
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