Although they seemingly stood still inside my head
The singers suffered the same fate as the band
A brand new pain sprouted wings
Taking me to planes I'd never seen
I don't volunteer, I just go
I never ask, I just know
And just now it seems I've been asked
To Speak on things unseen
Wisdom is hidden in darkness
When lit by the flames of ones soul
Look how the fire rises
As the light bends upon the curve, now hold
The gate keepers waiting, watching from every angle
What I teach, you will learn, but follow the example
Slow your breathing to a point, exhale through your mind
The vibratory patterns dance within the prismatic sphere
You find fear lingering not far behind
Continue the dance and push past
Fear has no power here unless you empower it
Can you hear the band now?
They're playing your song
Though, your harmony, is yet to be sung
Angles will beat you to the drum of the death rattle.
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