One candle, one bread, one paper.
One drink, and one paper.
A match? Oh aye, for this candle.

This night,
Shall I look upon o blooming moon.
This night,
Shall I awonder him,
Love and fear.

Why are thine grace awing?
Why are thine peace,
A shallness for us to sleep?
Why art thou,
A harbinger to peace?
While a shallness for one,
To **** another?

Why art thou merciful,
For thee to give us mercy?
Each and each sin verily,
had been erased by thine mercy.

O' God,
I'm scared for thine anger to me,
Nay! Us!
Thou wouldst descend disaster,
For each! For each unforgiven!
Why would them,
Shall not beg a mercy!

O' God! Forgive us all!
For thee, shall not take our lives!
I fear, us fear!
For thine judgement to cease us!

God, do not make us fear:
For thine creation!
God, for us:
Shall us fear thou!

God... Have mercy.
For our children,
For us,
And For I.

Make us fear thou!
For thee shall not scare us,
Against thine own creation.

Silence!  
His body shall be still!
Shall none soul be his!
Yet, seeth! For him:
A man who maketh thee wonder.
Such carves!

Descent, unto the lands,
Surround o' paths, nor greenscapes.
Descent, unto the lands,
Surround, o honor!
Yet some shall jest about thee?
For them a pity!

Some shall crumble,
For thee, thee shall die o' honor!
So as to be lost,
The sun doth not want thee.
Yet shall us find thee:
Be told eyes' conqueror!
Or shall thee be our jest?

Some shall appraise thee,
What a shallness for our kindled eye!
It's carved, carved each by our hands!
"Our blood shall be thine!" Sacrifice!
"Our man shall be thine!" Sacrifice!
"Our treasure shall be thine!" Praise!
"Such intricate lines, o carver!" Praise!
For thee shall giveth not a jest! Praise!

Now wouldst thou wonder?
Skies do makest thou wonder.
Lands do makest thou adore.
Art thou carving o birds o' skies?
Or:
Art thou to lo and carve his' again?

Yet to be spoken? No!
For him shall not speaketh.
Such pity to listen, but seeth and feel!
Dost thou feel him?

Surround o dark!
Surround o light!
Surround o flowers!
Surround o decay!
For him and her,
Shall affordation bless ye!

Oh! What such shallness!
Praise! Afirm! Adore!
Yet shall thou not akneel?
Accursed!

Embody o flower, dear.
I shall not speak o' truth!
Embody o carpel, dear.
Speaketh no sound, dear!

Lo and behold!
Shall none exist and inexist.
Lo and behold!
None flowers shall wither nor bloom!
Strip one, dear.

Dear, no speaketh o' truth!
For I shall not and I care for thee!
Thou shalt be confused.
I shall not give thou my reflection!
Yet shall I give lessons.

For us shall gather around,
For us shall be ashade,
For us shall amend ourselves,
For us shall toughen ourselves.

O continents!
Under his dangling roots,
Shall they be ashoring others!

O humans!
Shall none do apart!
Unite! Shall us amind:
We, exist, from the first human!

How pity, we are amongst the ants!
Indeed shall one of you end another.
How pity, we are amongst the animals!
If each line doth matter,
Why then thou shalt mar it?
Replace, each for a carmine of us.
Replace, each priced for our mourns.
One wrote a grey firmament,
What a carve!

For some,
How blooming! Praise o pigeons!
None shall sail each of us!
One, doth matter.
Shall thon carve awhite o' pigeons!
What a shallness amendment for us!

Roots shall toughen,
For us shall be changed,
Roots shall be watered,
Shall us be nourished by o' wisdom.