for what we do not know we take the blame
a moment's thought should clear the mind
there's nothing here but an eternal flame
those in the woods reject the meek and tame
but when it comes to justice they are blind
for what we do not know we take the blame
uncured remain the dumb the halt the lame
no respite from their sorrow do they find
there's nothing here but an eternal flame
what has appeared was not what before came
to tell us who and what made humankind
for what we do not know we take the blame
we are not ready but still we take our aim
what has been loosed we cannot again bind
there's nothing here but an eternal flame
there's nothing real here it's just another game
the things that matter have been left behind
for what we do not know we take the blame
there's nothing here but an eternal flame
(C)2007, Fragano Ledgister
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