Have you ever seen flames dancing with the moon, In the dead of night ? Moving to the moon's rhythm only it can hear ? Frenzied flames singing out their last breath
(Popping, crackling, wooshing)
Have you ever set fire to the moon In the gloomiest of skies? And watched it burn, and burn, As it consumed your thoughts ? I ask you, Have you ever danced under your burning moon ?
As I contemplate the beauty of my creations, I hear the fire calling me home to be one with it, I watch the ashes of what's left of this heavenly body Fall to the earth as snow on a cold lonely night.
Consumed by these dancing flames, I saw myself dying a slow death Passing through the fire as an unborn child My ashes were buried among the stars And in the darkness I have seen, The many layers of deception Peeled off to reveal that which truly is.
I have seen love hidden in its legions of cloaks Fooling me to believe it was not there. I have seen the seeds planted in me, Which were not rightfully mine.
I have seen how quick we are To claim the heroes we create, Yet deny the monsters That belong just as much to us And how that blinds us to our rightful power, For the world belongs to the authors of consciousness.
But now I see ! By God, do I see !