Sini vs. Revolution

[Lindel]

Intro]

Through Alpha, comes the Omega
Through Omega; a natural fall
They say that I've come to this fall too early an age
*Laughs* Well, This is what I tell 'em

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Fall is the call of renewal, when the autumn touches trees
What follows brustling leaves, leads to blossom from its Spring
In essence, the exhalation made in nature's respiration
To replace the wind it freed, it fills its hollow lungs and breathes

Rejuvenation from the second air
The future waits with further greatness, tongues of present bare
An elevation, levitating up above the pheasant stare
Where richness of the oxygen consumed could dub a peasant, heir

A dragon born and formed of four wing seraphims
Holdin' gold-seamed testaments, and my flow speaks rhetoric
Of this year, might we cheer, for what's foretold heeds resonance
Of our soul's peak, exodus from the cold beast, devilish

That we fear; light be sheer like that of old time's genesis
But through new seed, a breed of which the glow blinds witnesses
Is bestowed like benadrin, when ya nose tries sniffing; in
Sense resembling a cleanse of nasal glands; letting ya chest expand

Like breath in the freshest land where spirits drink ambrosia nectar
Some drink the snake poison, ignoring sting of cobras fester
Does such a madness grow for mavericks alone?
Could one who drinks the blood from such, by sight, turn basilisks to stone?

You never know 'till hell unfolds, or tales're told in naked truth
The rest'll hold the devil's soul, so vessels grow with tainted roots
So we pray, to spend our days without the touch of blight
In hopes we aim, to cure the plague, and take a puff of life

Let go the weight just as golden branches of August
New jewels await their place as the oldest amulets're harvest
Watch 'em sparkle like the stars in twice the darkness they absorbed
A dog you thought was lost at bay, could often stray ashore

You just gotta stay assured, and things'll fall in place, for sure
Granted no flawless face, but watch as nature draws its traits, reborn
A portrait from the ashes; no need to fear maturing flame
No need to feed who's words not even near observant plain

But feed the wolf who licks your hand, and shun the blood-thirsty lycans
In a forest full of wolves that lull, there's one-surely righteous
Brood of breed that rarely comes early, some evil seek, and some worthy
Some grow to strength and pride, but some are young-burly lions

The one mistake we make, we hide the path we're searching for
Distorting perception of, Is it the eyes of fact or serpent torque
That lies beside; freedom of the truth is victory lies'll hide
Veracity needs no remorse, so strip your tongue and take its course

It all comes back to us children of Earth who plunge its depths
Ill willed in gut, who've long given up hope their stomach set
To those that plummet, fall from heights and never rose to summit
Faith you'll amount to something, in case you haven't found that something yet

Sometimes the breath gets hard to make, we just wanna fade
Jump into the current's rage; be pirahnna prey
To those who still are sane we pray the current's all perspective
And the rapid flows are hints of nature workin on direction

We never know it's workings, but it works a destination
Through path it brings, its travelers sing, for herbs of preservation
The mother Earth gives oxygen, which turns to respiration
But before you breathe the new, an exhalation.

Patience.