It all began a summertime of summer after dark
When dim, the land was cleansed by hands divine, and ev'ry spark
Was cut apart, and ev'ry shine was smolder'd out of form
The clouds a crackl'ing cackle hail'd in a relentless storm
The landscape gripp'd by violence was split, a gaping fault
Brought wisdom and technology eternally to halt.
But there were three, that time with me, who dwelt within my dwelling
There were the three, and there was me--our pain and panic swelling
Regarding what was lost in time, our paradise of steel
Snapp'd quakingly and swallow'd by what colours we'd conceal
Achiev'ments known by time were, piece by piece, demolished too
There were the three, and there was me--t'was ev'rything I knew.
Sometimes, we would be overcome with fear of future slaughter
And we would come here, to these cliffs above the spinning water
In spite of what our lives would be, we'd close our eyes and leap
To plunge through air, where nothing of humanity we'd keep
Our arms were sprawl'd, the sky about was gnashing at our skin
Our words could not be heard, so with our breath, we held them in.
And for those moments that we were suspended way on high
All of the things we'd once said beautiful, were rushing by
Our values, loves and joys, and fears and hatred, smeared away
Oblivion held brilliantly our souls in vain display
We fought not back, accepting that for now he held us captured
The sky as blurr'd as anything as, downward, we were raptured.
Soon, as our toes pierc'd heavily into the waves so thrashing
We felt in all directions beings, fluidly, went dashing
And sometimes, we would wake our eyes to spot them in their motion
Our envy tilted t'wards them, in their ignorant commotion
The fortunes of untainted joy who, 'round us, ever swirl'd
No dreams or curiousity to end their silver world.