All that we have sowed in life

Shall have died

From the drought in our minds

That form impassable rinds

A land scathed

By the suspension of belief

In a higher state of being

Buried inside a dream

In the last portion of this promised land

Fate finds the last surviving hand

That holds the fire that began this evolution

And a bleeding heart that demands restitution

Will you choose to vaguely follow

The ones that crossed the thoughtless voids

That silenced their voice

Or will you shed your skin

So callow and let your reason flow

Let it bleed from out of your soul

In the last portion of this promised land

Fate finds the last surviving hand

That holds the fire that began this evolution

And a bleeding heart that demands restitution

Experience a sensible regrowth

A re-evolution at your core

As it emanates into the world

(Feel your mind as it unfurls)

The suspension of belief

Shattered by the fundamental reasoning of this

Human experience

(Doubt turned into confidence)

See the labors of a man

Who truly now understands

Where it is that in this sphere he stands

(Treading further into ancient lands)

Replanting the seeds of our creation

Not needing mystic revelations

To understand that at our journey’s end

Our true test begins