Hysteria

The vegetation is electrified
Opalescent pearls stage the
entry-way into a garden
on which hangs the lonely night
We've gone to all corners of the world
in search of love
not quite entirely unknown
The faceless voices of reason
can be heard penetrating the void
of sorrow's little underworld
We shan't loose sleep for civilization
Which is not the end all be all
Some words are more powerful than factories
Some worlds end just as new ones begin
Those elicit prayers build the beds
on which we sleep with dreamless pillows
Renewal is more powerful than any
machine of death
The criminal landscape has been warned

Part II

A nation is formed a nation falls
Centuries abide until the last call
Visions paint the future in pristine words
Nowhere no one has heard

Violence is but an ill
Emptied out when the cup is filled
No nation can stand
No vision shall be over-ran