Licking dirt from ore of truth
Heart a furnace of inner alchemy
On hands and knees sculpting a mold
To pour my molten self into
I am ascending into resonant planes
Will you hear me when I toll?
Hangs a lantern in my bronzen mouth
Singing golden sonnets of self
Heart a furnace of inner alchemy
On hands and knees sculpting a mold
To pour my molten self into
I am ascending into resonant planes
Will you hear me when I toll?
Hangs a lantern in my bronzen mouth
Singing golden sonnets of self
( Victory Over The Sun )
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