NO CANDY COLOURED PARADISE
NO STARRY BLACK HOLED EYES
NO MORE DREAMS OF NEVER END
THROUGH EMBERS ONLY DARK DESCENDS

NO MORE COMATOSE SLEEPWALKING
NO FEEBLE SIDESHOW TOUNGTALKING
NOT EVEN CRUCIFIED YOU’D GET THAT FAR
NOR ESCAPE THE SHINING MORNING STAR

NO LIES SHALL OPIATE OUR SENSES
NO SPYING GLASSES WITH TRADED LENSES
NOR SUNS THAT BURN A BRIGHTER TINT
JUST LUCID WEAVES IN PRISTINE MINT

NO MORA ANGELS IN THE SNOW
NO MORE HUNTING HIGH AND LOW
NO MORE WATER IN OUR VEINS
TO SEEK OUT GOLD FROM GRAINS

NO FIGHT TO WIN OR LOOSE
NO SINGLE PATH TO CHOOSE
NO SECOND COMING AT ALL
JUST A SIMPLE RISE AND FALL