Awakening Enkindled from Awakening Enkindled by Muddy Ruckus

You’ve been meddling with spirits,
You’ve been juggling with our pain
Like a sorcerer incarnate without form to pave the way
Innocence no longer trembles for the reckoning of dismay
As our voices turn to dust that pave the way

Awakening enkindled forge the river burning brine
Resolution impregnated with a backward paradigm
Averse to constitution that was born into the minds
Of emancipated truths and oversight

Unworthy of this world, surrendering to lies
Fallen from the tree, lamenting our demise
a million second chances that we cast into the fire
Smoldering in vacant compromise

Bewildered messengers and spectators of the feud
Baffled and confused to raise their arms and shield the truth
Prophecy has told us we endure the end of all
To deny and suffer, we all learn by heart

Unworthy of this world, surrendering to lies
Fallen from the tree, lamenting our demise
a million second chances that we cast into the fire
smoldering in vacant compromise

There’s a worn out joy suspended in the memories we bear
And the ever present shame for what tomorrow we have birthed
For the ones that bear the future , I am filled with true remorse
As our voices turn to dust and pave the course

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