The Hidden Hand -

Be silent

Speak no more

Find your force before it slips into the void

Be vigilant

Stay your hand

And stand your ground in No Man’s Land

Be silent now

Deceptions are whispered in tongues of fire

The will of the machine, the spider on the wire

Roiling seas beyond a web of steel

How did I never see their waves before today?

I only wish to run away

Violet skies are mirrored in my eyes

It must be by design, because it feels so real

I want to believe I can heal

Each time I draw near, again I’m forsaken

It must be illusion and nothing more

I give up on the dream each time I awaken

Still it compels me

An unseen shore

The darkening sky calls me out

This voyage seems more and more familiar every night

Now, in defiance of my doubt

Intensifies that omnidirectional light

I am lost

And silently hoping to say my last goodbye

Maybe this time

The shroud that wraps around my throat

Vehemently denies

The world behind my eyes

Despairing in the storm

I fear I am fated to be drawn beneath

The shapeless cold, the fathomless deep

But then the parting fog reveals the truth

An island comes into view

The hidden hand that lifts my voice

Heeds the calling and leaves me with no choice

The bleeding edge comes all too soon

And tears the silence open like a wound