THE EMPIRES THAT HAVE FALLEN, THE DREAMS THAT LEFT, AWAKENED
THE PROMISES, FORESAKEN, THE SCENES OF GOLDEN FIELDS —
FROM THE BREATH OF INNOCENTS, TO KNAVES WITH POLISHED STEEL
WAITING AT THE BANISTER, A NEW BEAST TO BE REVEALED
BUT, WHO WAS THERE, UNSPOKEN
PERHAPS, BLOODED, BEAT, AND BROKEN
WHEN BABYLON WAS BENDING
OR THE RUBBLE OF THE ROMANS
SO, IT GOES THE STRUGGLE, ASWIRL THERE IN THE ASHES
BLADES WITHIN THE GRASSES;
COME NEW WAVES TO COMMAND THE BEACH, AND —–
WASH THE WORLD AWAY
AND WASH THE WORLD AWAY;
AND THE
WORLD
WILL
WASH
AWAY