Back to back the moments call
From whence we came upon the fall
Of angels desperately singing and clinging
To the hierarchy above the wall.
And so our vision of perfect protection
Stands up and salutes at attention
From here to there through the eye of the eye
So that all of earth experiences retention.
We are saved, we are enlightened,
We are blessed, we are not frightened.
Our gifts we accept as our aeons are renewed.
This day our harmony is granted—there is no end.
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