The Renaissance Prosperity Lyrics

The jewel of invention that lay in the skulls of few may be soaked by the winged yet laughed upon by fools, for wisdom is liberation from animal intelligence and those of narrow mind always remain imprisoned

This is who we are
We one with the stars
We stand when you fall
With heads held high

We the cult of creation still meant to remain and expand your sight, what would be mankind if full of empty mindedness? Sacrifice your vision to normality then know you are a slave and property to grey

Fueled by the spirit that once possessed the fathers of enlightenment and growth we contain the same properties as Apollo and his control, with the third optic open we see within the electric vines of conception, ars longa vita brevis to those of majestic thought

Sons of renaissance

Let the blinded leeches suck till they drown in what they wish to become. We are the offspring of medieval hoards born to create and capture the forces of imagination, we the sons of renaissance