Part I: The Den “Don’t you dare to seek within For what you’ll be is what you’ve been” All those who live beyond these words Must live beyond these worlds Without a soul to cling onto I’m falling through Thrown into a den of wolves I walked their way But I went astray Poisoned my youth With stranger truths They’re failing Is fate prevailing over me? All the battles that I’ve lost The isolation that it cost Turned out they were not mine to fight A shelter from the reign When suddenly the missing key Lay before me Stepping out a den of fools I saw the way Never betray Reclaim my youth A singular truth Is guiding Like sirens calling for me Part II: Quest for Hire Relentless, the spark was ignited The point of no return Profanity to sacred wisdom Few can discern With strong belief I started a quest unbeknownst to me The hunting call Was heard by those who could see the signs Strangers I’ve known a lifetime Gathered at my side We grew to wear the burden of reject As a badge of pride Going for broke Disciples sworn to the only cause Claiming for none Yet obtain abundance you’ll never know Part III: Into the Tides Knowledge Craft Drawn like a moth To a flame Once apprentice enthralled by our masters’ skill Now dared to pass on teachings of our own And our journey led us to foreign shores We captured more than all of us could take Freely strolling, still we remained on track The summit always felt within our reach But excitement gave way to rash desire Each treasure cast a shadow on the last Blurred and twisted, what we set out to find As time began to take its fatal toll Some went quietly Absorbed by the waves of life Others turned in disenchantment and fatigue And the north star soon disappeared in dust When faith is lost the dream remains pretence All alone I faced what I had thought long lost: Part IV: Silence Part V: Moon River The eclipse has begun Still chased for the sun To get struck by the light of the moon All potions and spells Have dried up the wells Diseased, forgotten, marooned The seasons have turned All reasons been burned The secret – a vanity fair? A voice in the dark A twist in my arc: “Dare to find – and what you seek be laid bare” Not too late, not too soon Is there life on the moon? Still LIFE on the moon.