Divine Poetry

Divine poetry stretches from our skies

Divine Symmetry reflected when we find

Illusions collapse, imperfect in our time

We all must be forgiven for our accidental crimes

Does really matter at all, what took us to this place?

Aren't we all just angels, stolen from our grace?

This could be the one that opens the door

Could free our landscapes forevermore, forevermore, forevermore

I know what you've been through is a destroyer of worlds

I know what you're craving when the truth is unfurled

This could be

the one that opens that door

Could free our landscapes forevermore, forevermore, forevermore

And I hope you'll understand this is where we should be

Beyond the words there's a sanctuary that frees us from our sleep

This could be the one that opens the

door

Could free our landscapes forevermore, forevermore, forevermore