The stage is set, the characters cast
and will do as functioned
Always absence of hand
no matter how far apart
or claims your intellect made
still your existence marked on chart
In conclusion made, a millennia, millennia ago
How that hand was amused
How that hand was payed
How that hand was played
Still and easily to groom you
with myths fit for the likes of you
written in stone
written in ink
written on a billboard forever in glow
and written in mirror shinning so darkly
The stage is set, characters cast
and will die as functioned
The tales in child, printed in mind
The fire bird or a singing fisher man
or street cleaner in mourning
or titled saint printed in mind
In conclusion made, a millennia, millennia ago
No more than dust remains
No more human than all
No more than finger pricked
Still and easily to groom you
with blood ringing on and on
Under cold and empty stone
Under empty investigation
Under clouds above forever in glow
And under the stars shinning so darkly
The stage is set, characters cast
and will sigh as functioned
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