With each daring new concept  creation and form  one fragment of shelter  from heaven be torn    The bleeding through barriers  shine of redemption  The tastes 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 for ever    I am the creation  so bold in design  The errors of one thousand minds  bleed out of a world gone blind    This is the magic that a name would stain.