Book 3: Wisdom’s Fire

…Through the screams of falling steel, by the light of flares and wisdom,
all the doubts I could not face, all the time I wanted more.
With a line I’ll mark my past as my symbol of beginning.
To the gods whose names we’ve lost, and the names who gave in vain.

And if rain brings winds of change, let it rain on us forever.
I have no doubts from what I’ve seen, I have never wanted more.
With this line I’ll mark my past as a symbol of my beginning.
I have no doubt from what I’ve seen, I have never wanted more.

Set me aflame and cast me free, away you wretched world of tethers.
Through the endless night and day, I have never wanted more.
Always thought that I would stand before the faceless name of Justice,
Like a law unto myself, like a child of God again.

Sever the line to the guilty past, to the ones who brought us nothing
Spoke of futures brave and proud and brought only hate and war.
Lined the road with hollow praise, marked the land with paper statues.
Shadows fell on their futile ways, and then there was nothing more.

Solitary, Ronan Harris, VNV Nation

Table of Contents

Chapter 1:

Chapter 2:

Chapter 3: