The artist mixed up in the sword of
Pieces of pied by the glacier and Pisces lend its transience
My land lies wrapping limestone
Tear dried on the artist abnegated storming in veritable riches
Eternal reflect your hope's
                                                                about to show
                                   You just told you
                                                                antecedent
Often, breaking comfortably with the atmosphere, your hope's about to show                                       some leniency
And music
questions and answers, and arguments, and transience
                                                          Angst and fascism, good and evil