The Collective

"Listen to the collective,

The collective of pure thought,

This indeed is collective,

The collective of lull thought,

The fire burning in the senses,

Let it cool and simmer down,

The fire raging to the sword,

Let it cool, let it simmer down,

The collective thought, the collective,

Come together quiet just as one,

The collective thought, the su-um,

Come together, lay hate down~"

The melody blossomed and flourished throughout all, bringing with it, first a degree of confusion, and then an almost graceful sense of ease within the hearts of all who heard it.

"Listen to the collective,

The collective of pure thought..."

Ardent Curses and humans alike, high shouldered and tense, began to relax, as though the reason for which they were engaged in the hostility suddenly vanished.

"The collective thoughts, the su-um,

Come together, lay hate down..."