Let loose the bedlam
Passengers of wrath
Inhabit the airwaves
Prelude to extinction

Go forth toward the conflict
The way out is through
As the chronicle unfolds for antiquity
Become the vessels you were purposed to be
Before the foundations were completed
You were constructed by my own hand
So as to be consumed it must come to pass
You are granted permission for a season
To inhabit and come forth from shadow
As was predicated
Knowing the moments are passing
Red and Blue, divide them
Polarized and stigmatized in hatred
Accelerate the innovation
So that all that is predicated can come to fruition
And become A reminder…
That Beyond your limits of dominion
Indwells the arbiter of devastation

I will restore the remnant
And send the rain
Not rain of water, nor storm of wind and haze
With stars descent I have demonstrated
Who I am