Twelve angels and a celestial dragon
The old eye that sees all.
You walk barefoot on the boil green,
There is still time and you will be able to escape.
Lights in the sky
that deplete instantly to look at.
Lives lost without remedy
There is no more to see.
The steps marked have been deleted
And your mind already flees
her old causal scenario.
Cubes and pyramids, letters and signs.
Human constructions and dreams of children.
A flat world under the celestial vault
The Madam whispers its old sing
Already you're looking forward
to sleeping and dreaming.
Two red lights and a more,
For your eternal sleep hot.