Brotherhood
One hand open peering thought the looking glass
What hope has leaped from within the past
Faded words on rustic pages
Lead the way the countless ages
Wonderland of anticipation
One more box before the station
Shall I raise my voice and lift my hand
To you my brother and fellow man
Unmistakable lies and unscrupulous ways
Have marked the passage hidden in clay
Underestimate me not, by slight of hand
But there is a chance you’ll understand
No sooner shall I begin to speak
Then be the one that becomes so weak
Valour is, as I understand
The noble acts of a decent man
The sooner is it said and done
Then to hear the echoes of the ancient one
Which calls beyond horizons fate
Beside the seal of heavens gate
So walk with me brother, both hand in hand
For we are one upon these sands
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