My mind in lucid dream adrift
Sees what life could truly be
Healed of caste that makes a rift
In the dominion that is not free
Bring down the bars and dance, embrace
And summon day where love apace

My quest for justice sad assailed
By minds too cynical to hear
My song swell with decibels
Yet does not bring them near
But every score written for gods
To the picture of heaven adds

Time spells devotions bright in stars
Which guide all future souls to path
Where flowers dance and freedom lives
In deep destructions aftermath
We see direction of the winning wind
And see the wheedling tyrants left behind