And we reap on frathered ground 

the fallen where we walk 

knowledge secrets, smirking mirrors 

as they lurk where 

we've always thought 



Drying ice in the land of gliding 

ziggurats erected from writing 

not written 

time brgotten where time was seen 

and they all use their canes 



I dress in night 

ans see the difference 

I call the blue to spark with me 

Absu porning over my shadows 

lies await in ecstasy.