Proem

I have seen behind the veil; a glimpse, but more than enough
The Sodality is less than it may seem
By our blood and sweat we nourish a god who scorns us
But our Demiurge is blessed with brittle bones
Our sons and daughters serve with sightless eyes
The Waywardens exploit their strength to keep our echelon subdued
And on our children's backs are the hegemonies constructed
But brothers, sisters, forgive the Sleepwalkers born of Reverie
They know not what they do
I will give our children sight, that through their strength these brittle bones might break
And in return, they... they might give us hope



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Bugarin
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