Whilst I thought I was climbing

I found myself descending

Having lost my way let me go up

Having lost my way let me go down

I have no other work to do

It would have been better

No to be the mother

It is sorrowful

When a son goes away

Let alone

And when he dies

I watched quietly

When the grave was being dug

Knowing that he won't come back

And I shall not be here

For much longer

Even if I become

Like a king or like the wind

Never

Never will death

Stay away

But when he called me from above

Neither voice nor word to say yes

We just quietly say yes to him

It is a debt

Which must be paid

Here is your flesh

Take it from me

It seems to me

That you can't destroy it

Having spent the day with pain

Am I going to spend the night with pain?

This living to eat

Is so tiring for me

I am feeling cold inside

Let me go on seeking fire

Even death is better

Than this useless life

The mast of a ship

A nakedness

The leader of whores

Sheds the female breast

He tramples down

The vast furnace

Godlike and piercing

Binding and bitter

And cleaving asunder

Bones bound together

And paleness breaking

And rending

Abiding in a place

Tending into nothingness

Dampness tending onto corruption

Corruption

Corruption

Corruption

And merchants in trembling

Dragged down into horror

Terrible and whirling

The dust in the palm

Sublime circumcision

Solitude and desolation

A goatherd unto lost

All destruction

Grinding thin powder

Withering and fading

The reaping-hook of dullness

Earth thrown up

All flesh turn

The mountains are cast out

Lions trembling with fury

Thy braking in my barrenness

The destroyer of days

The silent lion

We know him fury

The death of flesh

He moves with a creeping motion

They destroy by the sky flame

Of their smoky breath

The painbringers

They shriek with a

Long

Drawn

Cry