Rises the light in the horizon like a sweet song
and the black teeth of the world are memory and dream
Obsessive fabric of the words that I have spoken
I wish that I was a snake-tongue in a Devil's knot
Hei, hei hei
This poem I wish to forget
Some creature of hate over soft ground
More than I ever was, more than I ever wanted
Wind ever blows, over moonlit plains
Showers loaned gold over the waters