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Gave I given to sleep

Sight blind and dry

Mouth void but weeps

Silence the loudest cry

Retch this nursling reverie marred

Fed to us, sons unshorn, ill-starred

Bond more binding than thickest blood

Word that was dead and now reborn

Deprive a man reach of hope

And belief sincere

in tomorrow whole

Horns that fire reckoning cry

Aroused the wake not to morning of light

Revelation a shade dark nor white

Chaos holds the sky

I will not dream

I will not serve

Shall they lead or shall they call

Where loyalties lie and where they fall

Lead the lost on broken knees and

Gather the hounds amongst the sheep

Words forever salted revile

Upon a throat of a howl contrite

A revolution, a rising tide

Cinders raked ignite

I will not serve

I will not dream

Shall they lead or shall they call

Where loyalties lie and where they fall