Poetry

[Minyatur]

O' sons and daugthers of old
Ye, who saw ages of gold
Child of chaos and order
Ye, who fought for their borders

Hath ye forgotten thy ways?
Ye, who hath shaped modern days
Hath ye forgotten thy light?
Ye, who saw so many sights

O' children of past ages
Ye, who wrote many pages
Great in wisdom and glory
Ye, whose light shineth brightly

...

Seek all of the hidden keys
That unlock each of thine seals
Seek all of the scattered words
That of thoughts thou become Lord

Seek and seek again my friends
That again thou may ascend
Seek to know and understand
That this is but a dreamland

Seek within to see and feel
That somewhere you've always been
Seek within to see and know
The dance began long ago