Morgawr -

Bring forth the time that remains

To those who seek the meaning of the Word

The will to break a system

A need for those who can create

Words are what make us

Are what we create, language is dimensional

In the midst of chaos showing

This love is ever flowing

Monuments can be turned to ruins

But words cannot decay, cannot decay

The universe is an extortionist

Forever slowly bleeding us dry

And the will to thrive is denied

By contextual divides

Separation of word and void

A structured cluster of pre-conceived ideas, schemas, Schema

Can Create

Words may transform into cosmic entities

Structured by the will of man to design infinity

Separate, word and void become one with the aether

Bring together dark and light and incarnate all that we fear