Wake up, gentle breath, It's time to rise, The divinity trapped in you Pulses serenity aside. Wake up, gentle breath, Wake up and rise, Nestled in your hornet's nest, Mockingly watch by. Power brings prejudice, Prevails in predominance, Purity's struggle is a battle for surrender's fight. Abandoned, arbitrated, absolutely instigated, As you sit there, insulated, In your cocoon, nestled tight. If tragedy is traction for tesseract's attraction, And testimony of triumph Questions tribulation's affirmation, What severity of service can sanctity truly provide? Revolt, not revenge, Resonate, not pretend, Participate, don't practice your demonic demise. Denunciation of destitute, Divinity that brings to you, A light ignored within, Raging bright into the night. Destruction left desolate, Derailed and debilitated, Where divinity derives from it, Transcended in time. Transcending the stigmata, Aflame within, The inevitable necessities of our essence abide. Never before, Never again, Burning the ashes where dust begins. Never before, Never again, Illuminate within, resonate again. So wake up, gentle breath, Divinity, rise, Ignite the fire RAGE Bring darkness to light.
