Times of Grace

the presence unfound comes to me now

endure, see this knowledge denied out of mind

to deny until i say feed us alive

sight as i speak inside us born

cherished and driven

the secrets of stars hide within the grey

this grey will fade, so will the stars cease to shine

fear realized come as shape feed desolate

cull the snake, cull path to god

make us see, wrath to survive

darkness looms, the moons have stricken

showing all, constant revision

all structures collapse, mysteries unfold

borne from the skies in these times of grace

prey device immersion feed us alive

sight as i speak inside us born

cherished and driven