The ashes of broken dreams br Witnesses fires of the heart br Fade in grey and cold br What once was, slips away br When times corruption bites br What is to come br Enagages me not br Indeed we must choose br Overcome or be overcome br Folly or wisdom br Each generation knows br Dignity under siege br Despair looming large br In the City of Man br The battle forever rages br Lipservice abides br So proud the disguise br Industry, Commerce, built br Turning to dust in our hands br Societies sinking foundation br Drifts on shifting sands br Sands of Self-wisdom, br Pride, deception, and wit br Judgement by status br By interaction in the game br Conforming not Transforming br Chains of our own making br Filthy prison garments br Uniform for the foolish br Weeping the observer br Holding the cold, grey ashes br Of conscience screams, Why! br What is a person…what? br In the mind of God br But a second in a thousand, br Thousand, thousand years br Brief, fleeting echo br What is our mark? br Why our birth, our being? br I cannot believe tis br Nought but chance br From nothing, nothing comes br ‘To be or not to be’ br No jesters jest so cruel br Universal need, to be needed br To be heard, to speak br And hear an echo br To love and be loved br Through the darkest days br The fire extinguished br Sign of a new dawn, or br Eternal nothingness br No rhyme no reason br No need for the fires of the heart br Or light and heat from the sun br For now we see, at last we see br A greater glory, a greater gain br It is not ashes to ashes br Behold the Alpha and Omega br He makes all things New. br It is not Dust to dust, br It is beauty for ashes.