The cavern where the secrets lie,
Can make us laugh, or make us cry,
But that is where the soul can dwell,
Hidden deep in darkness we might tell.

The moments when we find us fools,
When blistering hot can sometimes cool,
We look at us in mirrors with hope,
How does the human race so cope?

We laid our plans and navigated the course,
With lofty praise and some fine discourse,
Lifted high our images on weakened thrones,
The arrogant, or how they still can drone.

Through clouds of conscious with mirky lies,
We plow beneath the ground the weak who cry,
March onward with fervent, eager lost thoughts,
The price of destruction, oh what the cost.

Then marauding time still forges fast,
This world we created will perpetually last,
Until the last human being can admit to say,
We lived in darkness just one more day.