Eden in Desolation
Infinite we reach, bombastic
Touch turns to dust
The red planet of war
Eden is in desolation
Fearless in my blood
I rock the pressure
My virtue does not wax or wane
Satisfaction is craved as water on my lips
The wind is calling
Begging for answers
The wind is calming
The life aesthetic need not harm
This is our home
I hold the earth gently
Speak to it of promise
The Universe is always listening
Little child, have you got a key?
Unlock the future
Grow with the grace of a Legacy
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