Those shatter words,

Fell into the ocean;

Settled on the ocean floor;

Far away from the light;

As the souls lived the tale,

Flown into the Infiniti;

Leaving behind,

Those Persuaded breezes;

Along with those Infiniti blues;

Leering them in silence,

As the epoch's mystic sling,

Them back into the world,

As the souls come back,

From a different tale into the blues;

For the Unfinished crusade,

As the fastened broken words;

Surface back to the glare,

Ushering the play to live on.