 Sever the bonds to make room for fear;
Abandoning trails cannot keep you secure.  The beacon of sovereignty gleams through our soil;
Do not accept the forces that halt and send us into recoil.  The freezing gaze under which we are broken;
The secrets of old still yearn to be spoken.  I remember the face of wisdom, he who knows and responds firmly
Burdened by despair in the search for knowledge, burning.  Keep your eyes trained closely on these movements made in haste;
Weaponizing thought into fire until all has been erased.  See the falling pillars of ancient stone;
From the wailing wind of peace overthrown.  The shade is creeping slowly, growing unnoticed in the corner;
When it matures beyond control, the darkness conquers with disorder.  Denounce the name of liberty to pursue a righteous cause;
Blindly striving for equity shows the clearest of our flaws.  Enslave yourself with a promise you might actually keep;
In the silence of longing, you drift into sleep.  Paralyzed by visions, silhouettes of the sickly;
There's time to instill disease, despite fading so quickly.  The air is getting thin in the heart of the living things;
And you're there climbing higher than the wind; And you're there building bigger than I can seek. -Ten Thousand Years // Les 7 Doigts |
