A defiant serenade echoes at the ends of the earth.
It feeds this dream of the fall.
The fall of a narrow mind and the blood among the first snow.
Would it justify the means?
“It’s a common price that follows a sacrifice”.
But deep is the void in those who dwell in a shallow world.
And great the challenge to break their apathy.
At the ends of the earth it started.
Somehow we always knew our true nature.
“It’s a common price followed by a paradise”.
But don’t hold your breath for those who will forget.