positively negative

 
Mayan math counts down to none
The fire burns as the war begun
The brothers fight as the throws ensue
Medicine for one with pain for two...
 
They light the candle for the tunnel walk
A train of thought while the spirits talk
Peace not found in the nature of men
The answer sought without the question...
 
On ancient sand, the atonement made
From birth of two, the future laid
A fathers faith gave hope eternity
But flesh supplants for truth impunity...

Instincts rise from conscious past
Like a ships sail, a mental mast
Peter and John pray at the ninth hour
The spirit fell from heavenly power...
 
To see the end unfold in time
Then birth a new, the souls in line