Come again,
New world order
Renew strength in the arm,
With the new dews coming down
From the inky black sky.
Where many stars illuminate the galaxy
Of inner self undiscovered truth,
The hatred felt, an upturned of wealth,
In opinion displaying fruitless defeat.
To expose the political zodiac,
Decree of Creeds to the modern renown,
Perused leverages of contract.
Referendum bring out the heat,
The country voted to burn ancient treat,
And find new deals for our feet.
To walk down the roll rock road,
Against the backdrop of backlash,
We look for the treasury of gold.
With blunt battle axes scratching the wind,
Of the last gasp act, a miracle of mirage
Renew the spiky stake in our hand.
Serving the servitude of retraction,
From the bread maker, a bakery create
Prism to eat our bread with glamour
Of divided galaxies in our home.