Broken bones now ruins open to the freedoms flow

What’s above falls when life’s abode stalls to the 
Truth beneath the verses that whisper until the final rise of a son lit from the sin flamed three tears drop then enter truth exposed witless to a claim 
 Exchanged in times outward pages bound by the mystery what comes after a stranger to the inner reads of the dark ages 
Broken breed to brand now we live image lost to likeness the equality 
Promised with no full proof of our equal option 
Choice before lamed then pushed and pulled to ice or flames 
Is it a story read lead or scared like a peak to the cries inside 
That bleed clear but pool to a crest when we step right when we shoulda curved left 
limited to our will set in freedoms fall so tell me where mankind find the steady high but fill to stride adventure of positive ground 
 Cursed to what we see then lost to what’s hidden factors to the eyes of the horror we at times call dream as we wake then rise from the wet visual spill of the chemical reel we call sleep 
A slow creep then crawl as we enter again come nights light met by green screens the other side of our sub par mental seems a loss as we awaken the stand then walk alarm time to work this ritual known but enforced upon all 
The common to the top no private times free roam unbridled building a suppression to the search our feet turn with one elemental dim then den 
Our existence set low until we’ve found one to be as one seed one setting 
Loosens to the lucidity of individual lack luster duality double edged perception 
Where the storm brews the colors we aura then sleeve a hearts feen for the voids of a minds compass tempered with no mercury of adjustment 
Thermal vision a chemistry count to swim thin then walk and each step forget what’s good to days dream come true no shine to armor a reading light the sacred places of records scroll to the bones hid then sought until  
So much to easily forgotten 
 Forsake the resin of a reincarnation the blast from what’s passed now finds new oats of clairvoyant creeds until rise the glow then arc no knots 
Return to our souls the one made imperfectly perfect cosmetically Accented of a cosmic blow then flow until met in kind come date come night our miracle grow