Too Quiet

The prologue is served at the knee The seeker, they will not deny it Although fog obscures what will come to be The words are still speaking too quiet Suddenly emerges the intrigue to observe the special technique But I'm consumed by the need To choose when I speak, descend if I please Just to think, I'd gladly Trace the deserted path of the chosen ones And spill dreams for the shoulder's relief Embrace the wrath, the confrontations to come now I'll be listening carefully for what the condition will be The prologue is served at the knee The seeker, they will not deny it Although fog obscures what will come to be The words are still speaking too quiet Suddenly emerges the intrigue to observe the special technique But I'm consumed by the need To choose when I speak, descend when I please And I will ask the revealer for a moment in private What is coming from the words that are speaking too quiet Ask the revealer for a moment in private What is coming from the words that are speaking too quiet Ask the revealer for a moment, what just might be Coming from the one who is speaking Ask the revealer What is to come