The tides of Nu careen and tremble Alive with splendid turbulence No clairvoyant could glean a symbol Or tell the time the surge relents But as the virgin unity Conceals the godly hands that guide A point begins to hew between And spark the primal act of Pride
The Pyramid Soul
The Pyramid Soul
The Pyramid Soul
The tides of Nu careen and tremble Alive with splendid turbulence No clairvoyant could glean a symbol Or tell the time the surge relents But as the virgin unity Conceals the godly hands that guide A point begins to hew between And spark the primal act of Pride