By the glassy sense of real visions the yearning turns all senses astray
By the Moonglow of the strange begotten creatures the flow light and dark stay
In the holds of free olde and new, inside golden cause are effects sold yet true
I shall survive I mightier than the yearning of fate lost in shadows
I greater strengths.. inside of me the valor builds the juncture instills the yielding maleficence allows
Am I clout a clouded close minded flock of never ending wrens wreathed in satin virtue begins then ends
Like virtue I have a place to begin yet like pariahs I include the worst from that witch began
Losing touch from the life of innocence losing trains of thought from the child who's fantasies began all this
I shall run I can dance I shall dash passed the spirits that wished I'd gone away
I might pray I might dance then prance upon the eternity of the celebrations
I in valor hold I must sing true
All in luster the virtues strange worlds true
in magic's scintillations help me for then I must declare!