A Christmas Wonder

The chandelier scorches the funeral floor, as lights dance beneath veiled azure curtains
The illusion of reality is the reality of the illusion, rise against what you cannot defend
If my soul is broken into seven fragments, unleashing hell upon the nonbelivers
Lights are shining through the crystal glass, scrying words pierce through your thin future

The spirits will sing in contralto, wail harpischords of symmetry, cry soprano laden baritones of fortune
But is that fortune fortunate? Or are the lies bleed and misleading from the serpents forked tounge?
Unrestrained is the wolf the howls at the cold blue moon, For it is is guide through the shadow of night
We shall rise up from these graves, be a force unseen and undesired, become a force unstoppable

The children hymn the streets alight, with the stars of galaxies present in sight
The confusions of yesterday are forgotten to make room for blessed dreams everyday
When the kin are on the sleigh, chimes and bells clash in symphonies,
The decisions that plagued their minds will no longer weigh, Altruistic subdivisions coincide for future mysteries





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