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I stood alone upon the cliff-top,
looked down, around, and all I could see
were those that I would dearly to share with
crashing on blindly to the sea....
I to ask what game this was,
but knew I would not it:
the voice, as one, as no-one, to me....
'We have looked upon the
and they are wanting;
we looked hard across the land,
but we can see no
we now dared to sear the sky,
but we are bleeding;
we are near 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 is there left but to die?
We have upon the High Kings,
found less than mortals:
their names are dust the just
of our young, new law.
Minds strong, we hurtle on
the dark portal;
No-one can halt our vault
the unknown maw.
And as the Elders their brows

know it is really far too late now to stop us.
For if the sky is seeded
what is the point in breath?...Expel it!
What cause is left but to die
in search of something we're not quite sure
What is there left but to die?
cause is there left but to die?
What cause is there left but to
...I don't know why...
I know our may be soon
but why do you make sooner?
Time may finally
only the living her and
no life in the quicksand.
Yes I it's
Out of control, out of
machinery slides on the rails,
Young minds and bodies on steel impaled....
Cogs bones, cogs tearing bones:
Iron-throated are forcing our screams,
Mind and box-press the dreams.
...but there is time...
are they who run today,
the is beginning...
no war with knives, with our lives,
lemmings can teach
offers no hope, we must grope
for the answer:
our blood, abate the flood,
the disaster...
there's other ways than screaming in the
that us merely cogs of hatred.
Look to the why and we are,
look to and the stars and in the end
What choice is there but to live
in the hope of
our children's children's ones?
What choice is there but to
What choice is but to live?
What choice is there but to
to save the little
What choice is left but to try?