Whoa, far beyond the reach of prediction. Lies a promise of a break in the code. And the truth untold. . Just before the black swan arises. The horizon will be invisible.
Now the damage has been done. And this machine has begun on a path of destruction. We need the medicine to reverse what's been done. Before this disease has destroyed everything we know.
Here in this town, safe and guarded. We call it home, a feeling that we share. Now leave this place, clinging to hope. In this midnight prayer. If we hold our breath, float beyond this.