With each daring new concept
   creation and form
   one fragment of shelter
   from heaven be torn
  
   The bleeding through barriers
   shine of redemption
   the taste of renewal
   let art once again be a weapon
  
   The whim of the forger
   is theft from the flow
   the hatchet now redden
   with creation's blood
  
   Constant is forever
  
   I am the creation
   so bold in design
   the errors of one thousand minds
   bleed out through a world gone blind
  
   This is the magic that a name would stain.