observe this shell, this wonderous creation why is it forced to ache and to bleed? wise men, of old, promised to end the suffering but their legacy planted the seeds of war
I've dreamt a dream of true revelation it struck me down then forced me to rise
so walk the path with me through the glass, the walls, the wire climbing 'till there's no higher somewhere beyond awaits the crowd of kings kings of an unseen nation reigning with a true intention to excel an ascend
your eyes longing to see what can't and won't (be seen) secrets too deep in the cosmic desing you crave the truth yet seek in the wrong direction and thus the walls close in on you