On time’s edge with the final battle ahead of me
Guardians of centurion status gather to stand in the dark city
Garnering boundless amounts of power in the epicenter
A prophesied war on the tendril of a shadows tryst
And everything that’s happened for the past 20 years
Has been building to this
Past gone voices usher words that make no contact with my heart
Emotional outpour passes through me affectless
Overshot by love’s light in the background disconnect
My words fall short… hitting the floor in silence
Like nothing I ever say moves….ceaseless
And a generation’s final journey begins
The temporal corridor etched with blood mist
Fate slowly drives destiny’s way
There is one perfect possible future
At the base of all our afforded time
Disintegrating into tachyon light
And we become prisoners of our choices duration
In an un-choreographed war outside all relativity
And conflict’s last cry echoes throughout the quantum slipstream
Altering, re-altering, un-altering… vying for Planck's length