Angels on the sideline
Watch curiously our decadent decline
A land shared by men and more
Till our greed parted us from the divine
Listen closely age old lore
Transcending generations, eras, time
My mind open for you to explore
Repugnant is the creature
Say I.
That abandon's the adventure
The journey to lift thine eye
Naught but seeds needing nurture
Breakthrough branches reaching ever high
High,
High up to light,
Brilliantly blinding this preternatural encounter
Evolution is nigh.
Alas the clouds set in oblivion and gloom
Bringing omens of war,
Whispers in the wind of doom.
A clash of lightning
A rumble of thunder near so far
Heard but not seen our fear is darkening
Armed curiously the storm is coming
With your eyes upon the sky
Hear the call to arms, the war cry
Smell the fire searing the land, the innocent die
Taste the blood that fuels the fight, We will never fly
Feel your purpose edging you to the line
But not across,
Balance must be restored after the stars align.
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