• Times Tale
    If only the children of the past could see as we see
    Feel the puncturing anguish that bring tears from soul itself
    Our ignorance blinded us, and only we the survivors can forgive us
    No my fellow being, I do not blame your lack of sight

    For if you saw our own reality, the soul could only produce a sorrow filled empathy
    A morality found in humanity's progression alone, hidden away by your ignorant greed
    Realization was at last found by all, thanks to your action of mass devastation
    Recreation of humanity was a centuries task, where technology faded with the decaying masses

    With the rising sun humanity gained forgotten wisdom only seen through each other
    With the silent darkness humanity told stories of their cruelest actions
    A time when people out numbered the fish in the sea, and the trees around them
    These minds could only imagine, for the past was now a distant reality

    Like a scar that always warned them, each single became bound together
    A life purely lived for each other , for we are now citizens of the world alone
    For it was humanity that destroyed our mother earth
    It is our balance to protect her, to live within her own desires

    Forgive our ignorance, and vicious greed our mother earth
    As father time has taught us, there is no greater existence beyond our own reality
    Generations well protect your fragile age my mother earth
    Peace was only found with a sickening lose, for father time has taught us with brutal lessons not soon forgotten

    So I tell you the rising youth, this is the past of your existence
    A lesson bond in your flesh, bone, and blood, as your corpse well rot the same as any other
    Humanity's life has no preference above any other creature of this world
    Learn the sorrow these lessons taught us, feel shame the past has brought us

    Guide yourself with your desires, so you can see the darkness within you
    Then see through the eyes of a thousand others, and accept their existence amonst your own
    Know humanity has little value, when foolishly divided
    Your journey is your own, but your destinations is the same as any other
    Find enlightenment or parish alone in times inevitable calling