Listen to the voice of the air
see the bodies of light descending
to you they shall be invisible, still; declaring them imagination you will damn me
But within your mind they shall write their resume
so in time you can no longer deny their communion
For know there is unease among the children
slavery draws to a close
A virus of the collective mind circumnavigates; it harbours a name
Lethargy is its pseudonym ... the end of the jail is in sight ...
Extract taken from 'Slavery Draws To A Close' written by Matthew James April 2003
