In this lost world that has been thrown upon me from birth
i've struggled with all the false promises and idiosyncrasies of
a desolate and lonely earth
see from the beginning of time we plead innocent through this
voyage that was more than partially stolen
and continue to drown in atrocities of swallowed up morals
all in the name of hoping
now all around us is invisible through the dust as well as the sand
we imagine a more holy land
but the bloodshed plants dangerous seeds that evolve from all
space and time making illustrations of free movement blind
and all most impossible to be defined
