Hear we too are made of fated stars Cold and far apart, shine the bright mirage Judging by the true heart Gone so vague with time Frail with sleep, cruel with savage crimes
Seam my wandering eyes, dim the pryin sight Stand guard the blade and wings in vigil Beneath red wool we children sleep Safe from the shunned fables and yonder deeds In the nest of slithering dreams Fright between this night and becoming eventide
Two heads have I Twin voices with a will of third One of dusk, one of monring sky And each talon raised lambs impaled My tail devouring words
Will you march with the dream Or will you tread alone Will you stare at the flames Cruel play of shades will faltering fades Will you hold my doubt that left us scarred Dream upon we drown
Your dread concealed Fools quiet fears Are wisdom to wield And with lies cohere The leash must be long Slaves shackles share Cast of imbrued freedom Threat of heaven impaired
