Ne aveas Mortem
Non dat is pacem
In enim morte
Sciemus morsus
Quos reliquimus

Just as he came
So he shall go
In woe, in pain, in poverty

Have you ever felt this way before?
Can you feel the power surging through your soul?
And once it’s over, you’ll want more
Can’t you see it’s what the earth is for-

Can you hear the sound of hunger rise?
We could bring an end to all those mournful, helpless cries…

Take then good heed
Heed To your end
For as I say
So it shall be

We, the paragons of creation
We, the arbiters of change
Was this not the dream we shared
When we were young and unafraid?
But you saw her there
Gentle eyes, tempting stare;
And still you’re bound by her

No, no, not bound but held
And you needn’t think this way

We, were but children you and I
We, thought, as only children think
This world was ours to conquer
And its blood was ours to drink

How far you have wandered
How deep lie your pains
Bask in this eternal summer
Revel in Morning’s glow
Join me on silted shores once more

How long have I labored
How deep lie the crusted jewels of my innocence