Unrestrained by the illusions That hold a world at bay Unbaptized in flames of delusion For me the world was but a grave The time is nigh for another revolution As the sun gives away to greater light Just a leap in a private evolution A crop laid out for the reaping, With a global scythe Fear not the world falling at your feet For there are greater things coming to be The time is ripe for this transformation As all good talks must come to an end And where life will greet it's negation And upon this soil no Sun will ever ascend For I am becoming... And I'll grow my wings before the fall As it comes forth from primordial darkness And takes only what needs to be reclaimed These slumbering aeons will bear as witness To the beauty of a world dressed in flame...