Fire lies before you, while water lies behind-
A gentle air would help you, in case you do not find
the flame of poison, the ghost of grass
Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, All are made of brass

Move ahead, wait hidden in line,
Three of us are kind,
But fire lies before you and water lies behind.

Choose unless you wish to know the unknown,
forever and forever more,
The tune and time and the ticking clock
would give you a minute four.

Did you find what's left inside?
You mustn't the hide show,
You can stand at either end,
And stare as the fluids flow.

I am not your friend, not your right,
Not even your first sight,
But as fire lies before you, and a little water
Clears the light.