Holy Bound

The days spirit
yet a holy time.

The secret's reveal
yet nothing's fine.

The recreation of a mighty town
and the countdown of a new sound
have whispered in magic,s wound.
                 
                   And tears dried as no one fears.
                   And i moved on from a place
                   which has never been a mess.
                   and stayed in a loyalty
                   to find a case of serenity.

Where one was being satisfied
the other was caught in the hand of stereotype
caught in a magnificent light
where there no other side
all a while the others went out of
their dreams
and jump out of screams
sigh! And as i deem.