It all comes down to what we term as occult
and weird; the struggle to keep in touch with
plausible and real, while some of us see there’s
no telling whats next, would you follow all that
preached even if mind is found perplexed?
Amid the dull, mundane we appear as odd and
queer; our voice though low at first, in time is
bold and clear. The world at length will chide if
we dare to persevere; care not if echoes squall
upon your throbbing ears.
In empty, mocking thicket plunge sterling spear;
Adopt a path defiant above life of doubt and fear.
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