Shards of Consciousness

Dancing time and folded space
Snowflakes in a brilliant lace
One and one we play the lyre
Ancient cries masked in fire

Mysteries hid in blooded pain
The dance macabre, alive again
Panicked people strive alone
Silent scars their signs of home

Death alive as Mara cries
Bewildered, looking from our eye
Separate sins, each built higher
Dancing from the hidden fire

Passions born in sacred ground
Lila dancing to the sound