Fit the figure, link the spark

Watch the stillness burn

Pacific is the smokeless fire

As it lights his world

Taste the moisture, smell the warmth

Walk down every path

Rise above the mountain

As the snake lies in it's wrath



A patented umbrella offers refuge to the one

Who seeks the nothing he monopolized when he first saw the sun

Proprietor of freedom claims the rover's declaration

He must apprehend the discipline to walk and not to run



Spot the flicker as the page

Takes another turn

Darkness spreads like wildfire

As it fills his world

Taste the poison, smell the heat

Can't seem to find the turn

What's insane's left at the reign

Nothing left to learn



Blackened is the spirit as it penetrates the one

Who seeks the treasures of his father yet denies the role of son

He boasted as he filled his cup but not that of his brother

Could not apprehend the discipline to walk and not to run