"Modern thought has transferred
The spectral character of death
To the notion of time itself
Time has become death triumphant over all"
(J. Berger)
In the dying moments the phoenix rises with contempt
Nothing but the flaming hunger shall release it from its end
He has stood the test of time
Even science cannot question
This defyinig act of reason
Born from life's eternal season
From deep within the spiral curse
The vortex in silence disperse
Like mist before the Scorching star
It is approaching from afar
Anticipating flight, as wings are opened wide
A statue of might appears with undying ancient pride
ANCIENT PRIDE!
"Modern thought has transferred
The spectral character of death
To the notion of time itself
Time has become death triumphant over all"
(J. Berger)
As he looked upon the road he walked thus far
He finds hope in this cursed progression
A future that docked in reminiscnece
In a Divine 23rd Creation....
The spectral character of death
To the notion of time itself
Time has become death triumphant over all"
(J. Berger)
In the dying moments the phoenix rises with contempt
Nothing but the flaming hunger shall release it from its end
He has stood the test of time
Even science cannot question
This defyinig act of reason
Born from life's eternal season
From deep within the spiral curse
The vortex in silence disperse
Like mist before the Scorching star
It is approaching from afar
Anticipating flight, as wings are opened wide
A statue of might appears with undying ancient pride
ANCIENT PRIDE!
"Modern thought has transferred
The spectral character of death
To the notion of time itself
Time has become death triumphant over all"
(J. Berger)
As he looked upon the road he walked thus far
He finds hope in this cursed progression
A future that docked in reminiscnece
In a Divine 23rd Creation....