Guided by the source of an almighty Divinity's enshrined with no glory From some or nothing honoured by any Many have fallen for silver and penny Gone not forgotten fate's no victory Shielded frowns betray mock authority Cloaks and gowns grounded in antiquity Pass away unchain inner sanctity Notions of grandeur accomplished shall crumble Walking in the belly of deceit why stumble In all kings and peasants's a will to yearn Majestic is the promise of once is learned In broken honour the answers are found In silenced whispers the truths not bound In broken shells the trumpets sound In open minds the lies are drowned For wounded hearts loud is a call For borrowed yearnings many fall For theirs is not a judgement day For woefulness averts repay It's hope stuck in the sinking sand It's reaching out for shaking hands It's knowing not of wisdom told It's fearing that one can't bold When all has failed hear pity stall When hope is lost resource stands tall When reasons known the hearts renewed Attainment is due The essence, The temple door, Bound up, Locked up, But no more