The Sons Of Fate Poem by Dan Uriel

the sons of dreams, madness
your father is faithful, kind, death,
mother's life in poverty and homeless

so I will tie you to the song
your heart to avoid the storm
never forget to hate and bless

the sons of dreams, madness
your father is faithful, kind, death,
mother's life in poverty and homeless

turn to the future, the old fights
poverty will defy their own rights
a delicate song with feverish eyes

they shouted, receiving your money
what is the sin that soaked in blood
wading herons big ones coming

tomorrow will perform differently,
new faces, new eyes laughing gently
and your faith becomes reality

new winds will make laments the ancient
we're looking forward, we expect the new
new fires, new ideas, new furnace, new saints

the sons of dreams, still madness
your father is faithful, kind, death,
mother's life still in poverty and homeless