Tytuł: Gestation: Mythos

• Wykonawca: Maxwell
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She became filled earlier
  As the late of destiny carved her creation
  To the unsuspecting few
  Holding in and hiding the pregnancy
  She continued the dance, she moved
  A year before now the dance would draw to an end
  And the cleansing would need to begin
  This next breed would be the bridge into the millenium
  I was brought in then
  I was then blessed to aid the midwives
  Thirty nine weeks crawled
  And it seemed as if this walk would never run
  Until she pulled a plushe filled push
  And out from her came them
  
  Each a radiant distinctive
  Familiar as I have never seen in gazes before
  They were filled blessed like thrills
  I wondered their names as she thought
  To me a thought in confidence
  That she would make the news known soon
  Dispelling shame
  She assured me of no crime
  As I was lost in the beholding
  When the world looked upon
  The coven they wondered the father
  They suspected the mother, they insulted
  For some connection
  When in fact they were the bond
  It took a moment as they would find individual lovers
  Out of each of the babies
  
  I looked on, hoping they would understand the growth
  Not quite sure if I'd ever begin to myself
  I would soon learn that ones here before me
  Would usher in the next trinity of beings
  I would soon learn that this
  Was the scratch on the surface yet to be formed
  Was I prepared? This would begin the domino effect
  Of a million questions unanswered