Shape's Collapse

Behold the shape's collapse
 It's (sic) sacred time has passed
 One last desperate word,
 And all distinction blurred
 At long last...
 The scourge of our eyes removed for all time
 A box for a shell, a blank slate for the mind
 In stripping away our eternal days,
 No longer a beast. no longer a slave to the body
 It lies with the body
 Force the stone (close)
 Tomb of gods (close)
 Silence shown (close)
 Tomb of gods (close)
 Force the stone
 Silence shown
 Mind alone
 All is known
 The scourge of our eyes removed for all time
 A box for a shell, a blank slate for the mind
 In stripping away our eternal days,
 No longer a beast. no longer a slave to the body
 It lies with the body
 Force the stone
 Silence shown
 Mind alone
 All is known