amass your fortunes you soldiers of ire
strive to forgive none... that cross your path
in flagrant disregard and not get in the mire
fill the vessels full with all your wrath

fly across time in obsolete mentions
dart and shimmy as need be
hide in plain sight with good intentions
keep silent your joys and reverie

put to the test timeless and fixed
wrapped in glory and intimate splendor
add passion, anger thoroughly mixed
only then... head high you can fully surrender