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

know that it is far too late now to stop us.
For if the sky is seeded
what is the point in 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 left but to
What cause is there left but to
...I really know why...
I know our ends may be
but why do you them sooner?
Time may prove
only the living her and
no lies in the quicksand.
Yes I it's
Out of control, out of
Greasy machinery on the rails,
Young and bodies on steel spokes impaled....
Cogs tearing bones, cogs tearing
Iron-throated are forcing our screams,
Mind and machinery the dreams.
...but there is time...
Cowards are who run today,
the is beginning...
no war with knives, fight our lives,
lemmings can nothing;
offers no hope, we must grope
for the answer:
unite our blood, the flood,
the disaster...
there's other ways than in the mob:
that us merely cogs of hatred.
to the why and where we are,
look to yourselves and the and in the end
What choice is there but to live
in the hope of
our children's little ones?
What is there but to live?
What choice is but to live?
What is there but to live?
to save the little
What choice is there but to try?