A perfect embodiment 
Of a concept
Many a secret
Very well kept
Grandiose dreams
Powered by cold conspirative schemes

A combination of alien eyes
A combination of shaded lies
Each species with an agenda
Crossing up and under each other

And along the road to apotheosis
An unforseen
They forgot to miss

What will the escapists do
When their beau ideal
Fails to come true

Paragon
Grandiose dreams
Powered by cold conspirative schemes
The white corridor curves into a dead end
Enter through the side
It's where they're wont to hide...
Glazed walls and all

In due time everything will flush and fall
Forever is simply a word
Irrespective of the call

Epilogue
Tricks are for clowns
Covetous can't operate where the
Daemons and Angels play my sounds
I get my candy daily
Repeatedly
The shadow whispered to me...
In tones of resurgence 
Beyond the bulwark called destiny

The next rainbow swell
Nonpareil


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