Written by Auroni Deep
For years now and for ages hence,
For all that is real and for all pretence.
For diverging paths and disturbing heights,
For morning stars and ruthless nights.
In all sincerity I present thee,
A song of mine and a bit of me.
For the happy tears and wrathful smiles,
For tiring naps and happy miles.
For all that is discovered and all extinct,
For faces familiar and souls distinct.
For all I am in and all you went through,
A bit for me and all for you.
To days so dark and to shining nights,
To enlightening vision and blinding lights.
To the stone of emotions and to minds so wary,
To secure recluse and a crowd that’s eerie.
To concealed poverty and camouflaged riches,
To covert swindling and overt blemishes.
To years now and to ages hence,
To all that is real and to all pretence.
I inquire thee for the land enshrouded,
I question thee for all that is clouded.
The clouded jewels and the clouded assets
The clouded gones and the clouded gets.
For years now and for ages hence,
For all that is real and for all pretence.
For the happy tears and wrathful smiles,
For the tiring sleeps and happy miles.
To days so dark and to shining nights,
To enlightening vision and blinding lights.
For years now and for ages hence,
For all that is real and for all pretence.
