Through Zero

Standing at a temple to the lost Crimson line flowing down the vein Distant flower of the earth Patient as the passing of the day Was it some some perspective you have sourced Spoken to the ones we called our own Locked in in the shadow of the cross Wilting by the wayside of the grove Open pathway straight inside the mind Cycle passes waiting to arrive Watching captive no autonomy Joined in ashes of equality Give in to all that holds you down Who's our delusion calling out Give in to all that holds you down Who's our delusion calling out Forcing open the gate of the mind Shoulder to shoulder all die Separate only by time