The symbolism of what transpired A representation of what’s meant to be Wilted, withered, like it was once before Set free from its destiny
To grow, to search, to find Inner peace and satisfaction In the pinnacle of the mind Direction, then distraction
Fall and rise, prominence, demise A premise built on true lies Realism, existentialism, but above all pragmatism The groundwork for the highest possible comprehension
Life’s mystery, secrecy, treachery The foundation of all proven knowledge Like water from a bitter sweet spring First, there’s the sweetness, then there’s the sting
To be, to know, to live Existence independent of free will Understanding the nature of harmony Perfection achieved when all stands still
The symbolism of what’s to come A representation of what now is Unspoken answers to rhetorical questions A basis for scrutiny
Unrest, confusion, disorder Traits of the twisted human psyche Like leaves on trees they will fall For the cause and effect goes without being told
Inevitability predicts that chaos will dwell When you open the gates to universal hell Never mind what’s intended, you never can tell A soul that knows this all too well
Rise beyond, let matters fall Out of mind, out of sight, out of knowledge As foretold, magnificence unfold And now we await demise