In the arms of recreation

In the presence of defeat

What is hanging in the balance

An alliance incomplete

A nightmare serving many masters

The unreality that should not be,

Now holding me against the power of endurance

Where time and tide wait for no man

The immortality that could not be,

Now under lock and key

Once the wheel has come full circle

Transformation will take aim

Massing up on the horizon

To a new dawn laying claim

To break a journey

To stop the blood

To quench a fire

To stand the flood

Chain of thought

Never letting go

Will not clear away until it's gone

Set ablaze

Ever and again

Sun and shadow are at daggers drawn