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I alone upon the highest cliff-top,
looked down, around, and all I could see
were those I would dearly love to share with
crashing on quite to the sea....
I tried to ask what this was,
but knew I would not it:
the voice, as one, as no-one, to me....
'We looked upon the heroes
and they are found
we have hard across the land,
but we can see no
we have now to sear the sky,
but we are bleeding;
we are drawing to the cliffs,
now we can the call.
The clouds are in mountain-shapes,
is no escape except to go forward.
Don't ask us for an now,
far too late to bow to that convention.
What course is there left but to
We have looked the High Kings,
them less than mortals:
their names are dust the just
of our young, new law.
Minds strong, we hurtle on
into the portal;
No-one can halt our final
the unknown maw.
And as the beat their brows

know that it is really far too now to stop us.
For if the sky is seeded
what is the in catching breath?...Expel it!
cause is there left but to die
in search of something we're not quite sure
What cause is left but to die?
What cause is there but to die?
What cause is there left but to
...I don't know why...
I our ends may be soon
but why do you them sooner?
may finally prove
only the move her and
no lies in the quicksand.
Yes I know
Out of control, out of
machinery slides on the rails,
Young minds and bodies on steel impaled....
Cogs tearing bones, tearing bones:
Iron-throated monsters are our screams,
Mind and box-press the dreams.
...but still is time...
are they who run today,
the is beginning...
no war knives, fight with our lives,
can teach nothing;
death no hope, we must grope
for the unknown
unite our blood, the flood,
the disaster...
there's other ways than in the mob:
makes us merely cogs of hatred.
Look to the why and we are,
look to yourselves and the and in the end
What choice is there but to live
in the of saving
our children's children's ones?
What choice is but to live?
choice is there but to live?
What choice is but to live?
to save the little
What choice is there left but to