Transmigration

Vivos voco You'll be given the new eyes To see endlessly up and down... Another pestilence, another war, Another epidemic... Wounds will cleanse you And will raise you above the world Where embryos cover Their faces with hands Before being ruptured with forceps... You'll be given the new eyes to see Is the light shining in you not dark On the burnt way Our unforgivens slay us Another alchemy, Transformation of spirit and soul New eyes to see above the world Of dying children The way keeps its follower We are what we strive for