When I came over the water
I saw her face glory on the sea
And I have come to draw you to me
BaalStorm-put yourself in my place
The surface seas in the mirror, the grass, the gorge
Mark Mark Mark this-"is everything all right?"
The breeze filled with teeth
The choir boys hymned "Hark the lark"
But the splinter-you are real
Smokes of stirring robbed my eyes
I came over the water
To shape you and fill you-"I am Æon"
Thеse are more than hosannas for thе gallants
In their galleons on their stallions
I came to state the teeth of the truth-"I am Æon"
Her vulture runs to refuge
But refuses the tongue
Tight that night's grip on the light over Naqqada
Stung memory and slayed cells
"Women twice slaves: in bird and in bed"
Ⲗⲁ ⲓⲗⲁϩⲁ ⲓⲗⲗⲁⲗⲗⲁϩ
"The haunted face of the middle of the road follows me home
Pencils and bombs
Cells and fall
Idols-fall!"