Hear the long voices
Well up beneath the clouded
Abyss of the mind
Cold flames of awakening
Darkened sunlight
Burning symbols long forgotten
Against our skin
Eyes open
The patterns welcome our past
Tearing our soul home
Solitude and servitude
The moment of realization
We must begin again
It's already too late
Hide the children
Deep within your imagination
Never let on that we are here
Spirals of light seasons disguise
Fragmented symbols
Depictions of our past
Unwelcome, forgotten
Ascend the uncertain of the Wealth of light
The dawn holds secrets for us all
We can never fall