Broken dreams and wasted time stain yesterday

From the aftermath we climb We found a way to beat the odds turn darkness

into light ascending from the fire again .

From winds of change and sacrifice scars we bear.

And even now we pay the price

Atonement is rare and never gained by bounty or the sword

Only through spirit and faith

And all that we accomplish so quickly we ignore

The only path worth walking is a path not walked before .

Only time will tell if renaissance is really worth the cost

But even if we fail the lessons learned will compensate the loss .

Those who dream must stand alone but can't you see we're building Rome .

In an age where craft is all

but lost to accelerated automation behold the sea of compromise we've crossed

delivered from the grip of it's temptation .

The building of a monument reflective of a time when a man's art was an open

testimony to his mind a statement of his honor and a sample of his soul

We build in search of ways to make it so .