[Caym:]

With gesture I call you

O stranger unknown...



[The Grove:]

Ye nasty knight came wriggling down

among the tangled pillars

where's nothing to be done but hold your ground

thus hold on to your head!

Tell how ye move about

in spite of all the rules we've to attend to...

where the life does end?



[Peter:]

For I was very anxious to be of use

they wept and prayed for miserable hand

'All of you may treat me as a friend

I said 

where the life does end'



[Caym:]

Well

that's my fault

for keeping my eyes open...

If I'd shut them tight up

It would not have happened

my friend...

where the life does end'



If I only knew 

indeed! 

I wouldn't have been penalised!



[Peter:]

I had far better help you hadn't I?



[Caym:]

You'd better keep an open eye!

As ours

sooth to say

were nowhere to be found

and now we've lost 'em 

we are blind!



[Caacrinolaas:]

They are gone! 

There is more evidence to come yet

...where the life does end!



[Peter:]

So he went on with closed eyes

and half forgotten grove he'd seen...

though he knew he had but to open them again

and all would change to dull reality



[Both with Caym:]

If I only knew I wouldn't have been

so foolish penalised!



[Caym:]

And now we've got indeed

immortal and uncanny sight!

Quite liquid one for sleepless kin

with their forever watchful eye!

Behold them folded roaring

swarming loudly in the dead of night!



[Caacrinolaas:]

Ye seem to be dead!

Ye have fed the vermin with

your foliage 

that's the reason why ye weep!

Ye shall reveal

your skin's all 'round the pew

ye asked much more than your god could endure



[The Grove:]

We all were the people 

now we are the pillars!

Watch as your almighty god does kill his children!

Watch the nonsense that

shall decimate his creatures!

Would you like to feel the charm of our adventures?



[Caym:]

We all got in this trap 

we have gotten...

We were fools but we have forgotten

way we used to be 

seed we used to sow!

We all are the pillars and so is our lord!



[Caacrinolaas:]

Chase the castaway

who's been haunting the catafalque!

Since his death he screams

'take them away!

'Take away them all:

those bones from my poor corpse

I won't endure the dead inside the trunk of mine! '

Only daemons know

where those weeping pillars grow

They are standing like a wall...

having confirmed their own request 

they have embodied that chest

or any wooden thing we know!



[Caym:]

I do not suppose there will be a tree left standing

for ever so far round

by the time they've finished such chat!



[Caacrinolaas:]

Deeply he sighed and drew his palm

looking more like branch

than anything else across his eyes

he wept already out!



[Caym:]

There's hot blood dropping down

from the ancient vaults every now and then

and if something wasn't done about it

in less than no time 

there would be a pool full of blood

sacred one result of such obedience!



[Caacrinolaas speaking triumphantly:]

An unjust verdict will be worth while impunity!

You will hear the tangled sentence made anew

so sheer guile will reign again indignantly!



Only ye repine against your fate!



[The Grove:]

Our pain!



[Caacrinolaas:]

Won't we receive the Eucharist again!?



[The Grove:]

Ye ask in vain!



[Caacrinolaas:]

Ye seem to be dead 



[The Grove:]

Nobody knows



[Caacrinolaas:]

Ye seem to be deaf 



[The Grove:]

When we all arose



[Oze:]

They seem to be sad 



[Caym to Peter:]

So we ask you not to be afraid!



[Caacrinolaas:]

As ye strive to forget in vain



[Caym:]

Our stranger

we shouldn't have been blind 

ye should disdain us!

We seem to be deaf 

nobody mourns

we seem to be dead 

o'er our loss!

But all of us do mourn over our death!



Do not be so deaf

it must be divulged

do not be so dead

ye should not disdain

do not be so blind!

so now we know we cry in vain...



[Caacrinolaas:]

Now ye'll observe

the way our nameless master does

transform his wights from the people

to the grove or to the grass

We will reveal you that device 

do not be surprised enormously...



[The Grove:]

We've wept 

We've cried with million tears for years!

Though

it seems to us

we'll never disappear



[Caacrinolaas:]

And so will your torture!



[The Grove:]

If not the water so what drops down

from our branches?

Would you like to feel the charm of our adventures?



[Oze:]

Claim from shelves for your very own

that scenario of thine!

Now peruse carefully!

You think o'er your eternal lot

to be alive disappearing down the throat

of imps and evil demons

will make your feathers fly anon!



[Caacrinolaas in defiance of Caym:]

Note that darkness was almost complete

and you could see nothing much beyond your hands' stretch!

Note that 'twas getting deep dusk

when the eyes make things greater

than they should be!

Mind you!

By no means out of the fens

will come drifting a stench

not the sticky odour of decay

but a foul reek

as if filth unnameable were piled

and hoarded in the dark within...

All around you

deep within the gnarly grove

all around this halloo-holt...heavy

still and stagnant air

where any sound fell dead

where any tree fell dead!

Prick up your ears at this

'Unlike we are and yet also much akin'



[Caym:]

In couples they've been waltzing

exhausting each other

In couples they'll circle till somebody's dead

Why won't sister murder 

for instance 

her brother?

Why won't she pursue him to bed or to death?



Subconsciously tomb does smile

through every mirror

Your face is to impact against wretched grimace!

You're terribly frightened all the time at the thought

that it might be hungry 

for you

in which case



That exquisite one would be very likely

to eat you up in spite of all your coaxing smiles!

And everyone will tell:

that's nothing to what I could say

if I chose... 

e'en if nobody dies!



So if you drink much

from the bottle marked "poison"

it is almost certain to disagree with you

sooner or later... 

but would it be any use now

to speak to the dead or to speak to the imp?



The beast has been buried and sealed for the ages

so that was a narrow escape...

for the dead

like you

(immense way you've been betrayed since forever) 



[Caacrinolaas:]

Come! 

It's no use in crying like that!