Ατραπός

Inside the gaping jaws of Apocalypse To steal old treasure from the serpent's mouth The Sentinel turns from stone to flesh this time And descends into the realm of the material Stripped from the armor of the theory Thrown into the world of pure possibility Not exiled but by own volition fallen A baptism in shadow fire To awake the Dragon within To fight venom with venom Victory the Way to Nether For the blackened storm of the Devourers Is rising to engulf the entirety of cosmos Courage! Resistance! A quest to rediscover the well of Power Hidden and guarded by the few Against the plight of the discouraged Amidst deafening silence from the halls up high Not to rebel is to be complicit The Well of Power must be reconquered From the teeth of the elite ~ That which emanates from the Whole Desires to take its own form and attributes To embrace multiplicity and expand infinitely Yet also longs to return to the source A war inside of us and amongst ourselves The eternal dance of the cosmic drama.