A Call to a Generation

O, bloody demigod of the age;

A vulgar symphony of cold obsession.

Ears are drawn to darkness

and the petrifying prince of this Earth.

But a dove, laminated in sapphire, 

is identifed in diverse new dimensions

and kills the technology of false doctrine. 

His love merely full of freedom and breakthrough,

is an orchestra of bells presenting new wine to the Nation.