Beyond the shroud A paradise sits high upon the clouds Can you hear the sound Of the voices left on the ground? Not worthy of A place among the enlightened ones The curse will be condemned to the earth as the chosen reap the heavens
And if you, too Wield the power of the chosen few They welcome you To a place where your dreams come true But at what cost? Is it worth losing everything? The price of life lived in paradise is a forlorn future dying