IX-XVII-MMV ... nex novus vita

blacken the breath of voices told
would be to deconstruct these endings
cycle the depths of riverbeds running cold
pouring through, into some new beginning

it's all in decent time
we are on our own
this is a sacred song we've just begun
this is a brand new life

don't forget who you are, just
what they've done
for it doesn't matter what you've seen, it's
who you become

we are a promise to be kept
and a consequence to reap



we are on our own.
we are on our own.