To mourn failure of the subtle lure of vision towards Hear the words, so it does Something strange, cold and pure The sureness of things, for the insecure The non-feeling are right because Popularity holds the form Leads directly to blindness
Erasing any sign of the ones who fall To be deathless instead of old
Salute the stars and follow them Circling to semaphore Engage my from the one you Erasing any sign of the one who found To be deathless and walk through hell If I reject your version you will have to change it You just keep pushing out For