Everything moves to an unheard song
A pulsing beat from a time long gone
The energy flows from the centre of space
Slowly it cools to leave matter in place
Yet deep in our substance the dance still goes on.
The movement has slowed, the vibration less strong
It forms our existence and binds us as one
It’s the dark in the night and the light from the sun
To burst into life is energies goal
Organized mass can lead to control
For we are the voice in the ultimate song
As long as you sing you will always belong
Doom and Gloom
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