posted on Jan, 15 2012 @ 08:37 PM
Can you feel it splitting?
The ceremony will soon begin.
Out of control so slowly,
we will fall from within.
It's not an issue of sides,
it's not an issue of rights,
it's an issue of declaration,
an issue of divine light.
What remains is the Sons.
Never trading their rite,
never claiming the sky,
They hold-fast to Eternal Light.
The refinement, such a great refinement,
Will be lifted up in song forever.
The pleasure of the Sons
is to sing, sing, sing, sing.
Sing.
And in this, we might be preserved.
Edgewise, the path is fully reserved.