In a world of self-prevalence,
Our entities become apparent.
Upon the key upon the golden entrance,
Becomes something more transparent.
Where are we going? Where are we now?
Futures provide no clues,
The hanging onto our pasts bow,
Is the behaviors some of you choose.
Life has more meaning,
For a world black in white is unattainable,
We see this evidence ever gleaming,
As the world becomes more favorable.
The clouds of punishment, evaporate,
The world of blackness, seems no more.
The world we tend to be in full of self-hate,
Transforms to something we all adore.
The face of life,
Rather than what death leaves our fears,
Will allow us to see further light...
So take life in spectrum...
Wash away our vain spilled tears.