Take a look around you
See what you can see
Ancient memories once
The present to become the past
To return to ancient memories once more
When flesh turns to dust
And you return to beyond the threshold
Making sense of the thought forms
Take a look around
And see yourself
In all the other eyes
The desires and the drives
Of all those other forms of thought
These are your last moments
On this part of the stage
It seems so unimportant now
But in years to come
You will realise what it was all for
They are the chosen, forgotten lines
Brought here to the end of the line
Subdued by the hidden hands
To silence those dangerous lines
Herded to the end of the world
To hide away that ancient power
Subdued and defenceless
They will never regain that former light
And though you came to this land with many plans
To be the lamb and the light in the darkness
You were never meant to help awaken the sleeping worm
Now is not that time if it is a time at all
You must leave
Perhaps you shall return
But know others of the same lines exist around this globe
More woken, more alive
For the children of the one are clever
They sacrifice some
To hide those where the power resides ….
This realm of the long white cloud
Is not as safe as it has been decreed
Storm clouds gather
And the hidden hand will swoop like the eagle
To destroy
For that is the way it has been planned
