in what name?

at what price shall we prize this praise
of flowered forests or of blooming stone
that unites in form of castle that we raise

a thing that moves another thing that stays
they are before us transparent to the bone
at what price shall we prize this praise

but ghost or spirit there'll come he that lays
to rest their hauntings leaving one alone
that unites in form of castle that we raise

the sun itself its illuminating rays
cannot see through walls unto the throne
at what price shall we prize this praise

a whip that felons' backs stings and flays
is but a tool that makes its victims moan
that unites in form of castle that we raise

in sudden moments we see other days
and darker acts for which we must atone
at what price shall we prize this praise
that unites in form of castle that we raise