Gone, wrapped in ebb and flow, Rapture in silence, rooted in shade. Rushing faster than the slate surge, Deep down the bottomless heart of the sea. An alluring escape, yet irrational, A meaningless move. That day the tables turned, Twilight was consumed, riddled by dawn. Ready yourselves, sons, for the reveal Hades is burning through the last seal. Men lost in suspension, Ripe for the art of listening. Thirst for self got blistering hot, When flooded by lights, a late breath of life filled his own chest, A beryl forest lighting the void. Suffering and beauty were meant to be the opposite sides of the same coin. Thirst for self, The hungering wave, Cleansing your hands. Tribulation works patience and dignity. Put your beliefs to the test! Remember, Our pact with nature was raped, One movement on a planetary scale Sweeping us all. Ready yourselves, sons, for the reveal Hades is burning through the last seal. Men lost in suspension, Ripe for the art of listening.