A defiant serenade echoes at the ends of the earth.
It feeds this dream of the fall.

The fall of a narrow mind and the blood among the first snow.
Would it justify the means?

“It’s a common price that follows a sacrifice”.

But deep is the void in those who dwell in a shallow world.
And great the challenge to break their apathy.

At the ends of the earth it started.
Somehow we always knew our true nature.

“It’s a common price followed by a paradise”.

But don’t hold your breath for those who will forget.