You are the voice of the known
You say that, this is that
The present world to be shown
Stated as matter of fact
I am the voice of the unknown
I say that, that is this
A future world yet to be grown
With a soft, deadly kiss
He places choreography
Saying what is what
Laying down things ought to be
Until the doors are shut
Doth, the bleeding angels sing
Together, raising hands in praise
Inciting the new world to bring
To start living the glory days
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