Missing that movement within What drives
us to begin the act of
creation
Seeking that song of songs That
leads me to where I belong
That source of hope is all
but lost I can sense an
inkling just beyond But it's so
far from me
I can't recall what I was
grasping I held it for so
long and now it's gone
That dream that entered into songs
And drove me to the great
beyond Where hearts collide and beauty
ignites In signs of supplication
Now we're left with suffocation Of
our will as we choke On
and on the evils we spoke
Chose to become one An endless
darkness of our dawn The doom
that we invoke
Is our choice
Is
our
choice