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“The Dreams of Men, the Seed of Commonwealth, the Germs of Empires.”
Constructed of mere visions.
Built upon ancestry that exceeds us.
Who are we? If we are just dreams of men.
Are we worthy of men’s architecture?
Are we worthy—
To be constructed of mere visions.
Empires deteriorate.
Life succumbs to rot, we succumb to rot.
Who are we? If we are just dreams of men.
Rotting dreams of commonwealth
have become our trivial pursuits.
We’ve been Constructed of mere visions.
Our identity is determined by the deceased.
By the blood in our veins, heritage in our souls.
Who are we? If we are just dreams of men.
We are not the beginning, nor the end.
Men will continue to craft,
they of the future; will be Constructed of mere visions.
Who are we? If we are just dreams of men.
