Once a foundation true this stage supports the masquerade
Each step a path last chosen amid the souvenirs that are remade
A trick of the light with beasts hidden forever in the shadows
Caught up when the light fades are we when lost are the heroes
We begin again stumbling down every thicket choked path
Burying deep within our broken bluebird we release our wrath
Clashing mightily the two divided by sentiment now extending
Found future still considered while our new nature is revealing
Breath long held protected is stolen and memory is denied
While every word becomes a promise embraced and justified