Flow from Flow by QuickLazer

Oh hey, hello, is it time to go?

well, I better go with the flow I hear them say,

but what good did that do before, yea yea, my friend do you recall how they

pushed on us all? we lost some good folks back there, but let's not get

scared, maybe there's a way to be prepared, who knows? well, I better go

with the flow I hear them say, but oh hey, hello, is it time to go?

it was discovered there were undercover covens hiding across the

companies and governments, it was old news but it felt new anyways since

we had all fallen asleep at the wheel, we let them them give us a bad deal

and we took it for real... and what a steal the bargain we got was a bit too

much for us but nothing stays the same so don't give up on us

it's like pay no mind to what's just behind this curtain...yea yea, my friend

do you recall how they pushed on us all? we lost some good folks back

there, but let's not get scared, maybe there's a way to be prepared, who

knows? well, I better go with the flow I hear them say, but oh hey, hello, is

it time to go?

it was revealed there were positive results from optimistically refusing to be

insulted, and that faith and honesty have turned out to be a potent antidote

to rotten thinking and delusional confusions but it's like pay no mind to

what's just behind this curtain...yea yea, my friend do you recall how they

pushed on us all?

Oh hey, hello, is it time to go?

well, I better go with the flow I hear them say, but they were flowing the

wrong way, so I took the positive results and kept running with that

optimism, blazing past the enemy so fast I nearly got a ticket, metaphorical

pol.. (police...) O hark, behold! Is it the hour to depart?

Verily, I must needs go with the stream, so they say.

Yet what profit brought it aforetime? Yea, yea, my friend,

Dost thou remember how they pressed sore upon us all?

We lost some worthy souls in that place; yet let not thy heart be afraid.

Peradventure there is a way to make ready—who can tell?

Yet still they cry, Go with the stream;

But, lo, I say, is it indeed the hour to depart?

It was made manifest, yea, uncovered it was,

That secret societies lay hid within the companies and the rulers of the

people.

Though it was an old tale, yet it smote us as though new;

For we had slumbered at the helm,

And took their evil bargain as though it were just.

What a theft it proved to be! Too heavy for us to bear.

Yet surely all things change; therefore forsake not hope in us.

Pay no heed, they say, unto that which lieth behind the veil.

Yea, yea, my friend, dost thou recall how they pressed sore upon us?

We lost some goodly souls in that place; yet be not afraid.

Peradventure there is a way to make ready—who can tell?

Still they cry, Go with the stream;

But, lo, is it not the hour to depart?

And it was revealed that a goodly thing springeth forth,

When a man refuseth scorn and walketh in hope;

For faith and truth became a strong medicine

Against corrupt imaginings and deluded confusions.

Yet still they cry, Pay no heed unto the veil!

Yea, yea, my friend, dost thou recall the weight that was laid upon us?

O hark, behold! Is it the hour to depart?

Verily, I must go with the stream, so saith their voice.

But their stream flowed awry, leading astray.

So I took hold of the goodly fruit that was revealed,

And I ran in the strength of hope,

Outpacing the adversary till I seemed as one pursued.

one last part for my pleasant peasant crew, cause I'm not ever really

through with you...

Lo, is it the hour? Shall I now depart?

They say, "Go with the stream," but it vexeth my heart.

For aforetime it brought no profit at all,

My friend, dost thou mind how they pressed on us all?

Good brethren were lost, yea, noble and fair,

Yet let not thy soul be swallowed by despair.

Peradventure a path shall be found at last,

So I wait on the Lord and regard not the past.

It was revealed, yea, uncovered by light,

That secret assemblies were hid in the night.

In companies, rulers, and princes of men,

Their covens did prosper again and again.

Though old was the tale, yet it smote us anew,

For slumber we kept, and received what was false for the true.

The bargain was bitter, too heavy by far,

Yet hope is not lost, for all things change as they are.

“Pay no heed to the veil, let it hang where it lies,”

Thus murmured the men with deceit in their eyes.

But, O my friend, dost thou call to thy mind,

How they laid low our folk and afflicted mankind?

Some perished behind, yet courage shall stay,

And maybe the Lord shall yet show us a way.

So though they cry, “Flow with the stream, go along!”

I answer with truth, and I rise with a song.

For lo, it was shown what becometh of strife,

When faith and clear honesty fashion new life.

A medicine strong against folly and lies,

It openeth the curtain and healeth the eyes.

Corruption gave way, confusion did fall,

And vain imaginations were nothing at all.

So I gazed past the veil, and behold it was plain,

Not dreadful, but broken—its terror was vain.

Now with hope in my steps I run swift on the lane,

The adversary is fleeting, his labour in vain.

Their current was crooked, their stream went astray,

But my spirit endureth a far better way.

The trumpets do sound in the watch of my soul,

Yet higher the vision, yet greater the goal.

And lo, when the veil was unfastened above,

Came peace in abundance, and mercy, and love.

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