Krypteria

When all the lights go down
And when the final curtain falls,
When there is nothing left to say,
Eternity eventually will linger
Through abandoned halls
And leave us dark in disarray.
The time has come for us,
To almost serve the new day
Go down on bended knees and pray:
VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
CANTATE TIBI ITAM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS
IUVATE LIBERATEM!
VICTORIAM SPERAMUS
NEGATE SUB VERSOREM!
CONCORDIAM OPTAMUS NUNC
One man’s piece of might
Might be another man’s despair,
In these so enigmatic times,
When some pray for redemptions
Some hope they redeem themselve through prayer
To each his own, this is your life.