The Rain in Endless Fall by Prayer for Cleansing
A notion of divine right One life the pinnacle of all A vision of perfection By way of noble bloodlined birth Whispers of self-justification Provide constant assurance of authority. Continuance with burnt offering Sacrifice to the altar of bloodlust - culture The essence of innocence flawed by corruption An angel in thine own eyes - a devil in thine own right A bloodfed atrocity hailed as the paradigm of civility. Which is the savage beast? Is it instinct? Death as a necessity of survival? Rather a simple act of domination Murderous pride in development as beauty dies. Tears soak the tainted soil Cried to germinate a hope for the growth of compassion Violence becoming a salve for the effects of.. violence. How does it end? Does our lofty vision fade into the earth? A fall from grace, from our seeming seraphic stature? Or do we rebuild? A new foundation for the future. Our choice fast approaches Acceleration to a possible apocalyptic end with hope of emergence of humanistic inner beauty I prepare for the assured destiny of culture.