Shift (Wings of The Mother)
by Ian Moore
That is not used to flesh Light beams from the high beams of the infinite nest Wings of the mother Caress and care for her flock The shock of the truth Will rock this third rock Peace will prevail and white out the pain The pieces of ourselves will be put back again No more corruption No more deceit An eternal eruption A valiant defeat Out with the old and in with the new Time to give all our souls credit where it is due |
