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A time to rise, as empires fall; born with backs against the wall

This is a well-travelled road for me

So obsessed with godhood at the end of time, that it became my reality; such is belief

A concept without evidence, but even a hive must divide

Convergence to omega point swept away

From my hill I watched all life, the voice rang loud even at that height

Below, though remote, is heard the roar

Axiom clear from the throat of the godhead found at The Aleph... always out of reach

After mastery of transmutation, the next step is a wider interpretation

A prince in a high castle laments this day

One little girl who knew the answer; precious as could ever be

All that matters now and all that ever will

She called back to make herself heard and sung a duet with the Universe

To make the trio, powers always come in threes

So long, I must take my leave

Can you see? Can you see it all? Do you see it all?

The clock strikes in the hall, farewell to the dying day

Regretfully compelled to say goodbye; a closing chapter, yes? No. We fly!

And while upon the road they seldom understand

Barely afloat in fluid which moves as sand, just take to breathe

The air in the garden is sweet, deep in the night

The cult became empire from one, to many