This world we see, a shadow deep, of higher truth that lies in sleep,
Beyond the stars, beyond the sky, where perfect forms will never die.
Plato spoke of things unseen, of wisdom born in realms serene,
A truth that guides the souls of men, to find their way to light again.
We live inside a darkened cave, where shadows dance, where shadows wave,
But those who dare to leave the night, will find the world in purest light.
Plato spoke of things unseen, of wisdom born in realms serene,
A truth that guides the souls of men, to find their way to light again.
Our souls are split in pieces three, reason, spirit, appetite, all free,
But harmony will bring the way, for justice to be born today.
A ruler wise, a heart so pure, a mind that knows the good for sure,
Must lead the world with justice strong, where all are safe, and none are wrong.
Plato spoke of things unseen, of wisdom born in realms serene,
A truth that guides the souls of men, to find their way to light again.
Our souls don't die, they live beyond, in realms of truth where they belong,
We learn by what we once have known, the knowledge of a life once shown.
Virtue is the path to peace, where happiness will never cease,
Justice brings the world its grace, with each man in his proper place.