As one to infer from receptions
Of a nihilistic yet dormant haze
Transmissions from those who ponder
The ensured entrapment
Of the free to the maze
Oh how they wander the thirsty
Oh how they falter the empty
Their calling begins...
Echoes from the heart of a sophist
Who would sing on his feet
'fore bowing to death
Inclined to embrace the deceivers
As they drown his voice
In the lake of sheer fear
You have witnessed the circle
Of the spineless
Who extinguished the flames
Of heroes gone passed
But those who are drowned in silence
Their screams do wander
Until they are heard
If my heart should beat as anothers
The melodious murder of difference falls
And is choked by fearful control
He must emancipate his voice
That flew too high for their eyes to see
And sang too loud for their hearts to bear
May the transparent
Veil of your conception
Bear you witness to my rebirth
For my spirit did sing
And my voice did soar
But you drowned me in silence
Thus from your conscience
I return with unrest
