1. Hymn, Untitled

From the recording Misaligned Apples


Don’t let our vision stay broken
Even through this dark night severe
May the flag fly as the smoke will clear
Those monuments stand that can build up from the frames
Don’t let our mission lay broken
Don’t let old sicknesses storm back
Even though the lies spread fear
Let’s wake ourselves to what’s happening here
We know there are cures where outbreaks soar like flames
Don’t let old ignorance storm back
Don’t still our hearts with our mind games
Do not, after all we’ve seen
Let common sense die in quarantine
But see cauterized souls cured in new harmony
Come healing hearts,
Rise to the calling of our names
Et vitam venture saeculi,