Death dreams of nothing but itself Does nothingness dream? Leap of faith is a leap of despair In a needless hive of Tlön... ..that I stroll throught willing to imprint a vowel Crop up for communion skinny sprintes Ghosts lay eggs I'm a deity veiled in a layers of moss A swampspawn Stillborn are dreams and nothingness holds their bony hands Does nothingness dream? Lets pilgrim to the border of despair In a needless hive of Tlön How come I came this far to anoint your foreheads And my whole flesh is marked instead? Like a sculpture of stained glass Lifeless Stained glass Marked