The world as it lapses.
The shackles are off.
This ends now.
Our time has arrived.
We won\'t back down.
Our time will shine,
you won\'t halt
our fire, and our
catch is higher than the skies.
In a million lightning bugs
shining.
I am the dream.
Of a thousand stars
shining down
crashing around
you.
It\'s time, to wake
the dreamers and the hive
is ours.
We are the dreamers the silent
soldiers.
Sit in the light of the night.
Time won\'t shed it\'s temple.
The moon is hard on us all
but it makes us ourselves again.
Are final outcasts make amends.
To the final star strand.
I\'ll stay for awhile in the stars that shine.
We\'ll close the book on you.
And create a new one.
We\'ll close the book.
For you. And create real
spirituality.