[Caym:] With gesture I call you O stranger unknown...
[The Grove:] Ye nasty knight came wriggling down among the tangled pillars where's nothing to be done but hold your ground thus hold on to your head! Tell how ye move about in spite of all the rules we've to attend to... where the life does end?
[Peter:] For I was very anxious to be of use they wept and prayed for miserable hand 'All of you may treat me as a friend I said where the life does end'
[Caym:] Well that's my fault for keeping my eyes open... If I'd shut them tight up It would not have happened my friend... where the life does end'
If I only knew indeed! I wouldn't have been penalised!
[Peter:] I had far better help you hadn't I?
[Caym:] You'd better keep an open eye! As ours sooth to say were nowhere to be found and now we've lost 'em we are blind!
[Caacrinolaas:] They are gone! There is more evidence to come yet ...where the life does end!
[Peter:] So he went on with closed eyes and half forgotten grove he'd seen... though he knew he had but to open them again and all would change to dull reality
[Both with Caym:] If I only knew I wouldn't have been so foolish penalised!
[Caym:] And now we've got indeed immortal and uncanny sight! Quite liquid one for sleepless kin with their forever watchful eye! Behold them folded roaring swarming loudly in the dead of night!
[Caacrinolaas:] Ye seem to be dead! Ye have fed the vermin with your foliage that's the reason why ye weep! Ye shall reveal your skin's all 'round the pew ye asked much more than your god could endure
[The Grove:] We all were the people now we are the pillars! Watch as your almighty god does kill his children! Watch the nonsense that shall decimate his creatures! Would you like to feel the charm of our adventures?
[Caym:] We all got in this trap we have gotten... We were fools but we have forgotten way we used to be seed we used to sow! We all are the pillars and so is our lord!
[Caacrinolaas:] Chase the castaway who's been haunting the catafalque! Since his death he screams 'take them away! 'Take away them all: those bones from my poor corpse I won't endure the dead inside the trunk of mine! ' Only daemons know where those weeping pillars grow They are standing like a wall... having confirmed their own request they have embodied that chest or any wooden thing we know!
[Caym:] I do not suppose there will be a tree left standing for ever so far round by the time they've finished such chat!
[Caacrinolaas:] Deeply he sighed and drew his palm looking more like branch than anything else across his eyes he wept already out!
[Caym:] There's hot blood dropping down from the ancient vaults every now and then and if something wasn't done about it in less than no time there would be a pool full of blood sacred one result of such obedience!
[Caacrinolaas speaking triumphantly:] An unjust verdict will be worth while impunity! You will hear the tangled sentence made anew so sheer guile will reign again indignantly!
Only ye repine against your fate!
[The Grove:] Our pain!
[Caacrinolaas:] Won't we receive the Eucharist again!?
[The Grove:] Ye ask in vain!
[Caacrinolaas:] Ye seem to be dead
[The Grove:] Nobody knows
[Caacrinolaas:] Ye seem to be deaf
[The Grove:] When we all arose
[Oze:] They seem to be sad
[Caym to Peter:] So we ask you not to be afraid!
[Caacrinolaas:] As ye strive to forget in vain
[Caym:] Our stranger we shouldn't have been blind ye should disdain us! We seem to be deaf nobody mourns we seem to be dead o'er our loss! But all of us do mourn over our death!
Do not be so deaf it must be divulged do not be so dead ye should not disdain do not be so blind! so now we know we cry in vain...
[Caacrinolaas:] Now ye'll observe the way our nameless master does transform his wights from the people to the grove or to the grass We will reveal you that device do not be surprised enormously...
[The Grove:] We've wept We've cried with million tears for years! Though it seems to us we'll never disappear
[Caacrinolaas:] And so will your torture!
[The Grove:] If not the water so what drops down from our branches? Would you like to feel the charm of our adventures?
[Oze:] Claim from shelves for your very own that scenario of thine! Now peruse carefully! You think o'er your eternal lot to be alive disappearing down the throat of imps and evil demons will make your feathers fly anon!
[Caacrinolaas in defiance of Caym:] Note that darkness was almost complete and you could see nothing much beyond your hands' stretch! Note that 'twas getting deep dusk when the eyes make things greater than they should be! Mind you! By no means out of the fens will come drifting a stench not the sticky odour of decay but a foul reek as if filth unnameable were piled and hoarded in the dark within... All around you deep within the gnarly grove all around this halloo-holt...heavy still and stagnant air where any sound fell dead where any tree fell dead! Prick up your ears at this 'Unlike we are and yet also much akin'
[Caym:] In couples they've been waltzing exhausting each other In couples they'll circle till somebody's dead Why won't sister murder for instance her brother? Why won't she pursue him to bed or to death?
Subconsciously tomb does smile through every mirror Your face is to impact against wretched grimace! You're terribly frightened all the time at the thought that it might be hungry for you in which case
That exquisite one would be very likely to eat you up in spite of all your coaxing smiles! And everyone will tell: that's nothing to what I could say if I chose... e'en if nobody dies!
So if you drink much from the bottle marked "poison" it is almost certain to disagree with you sooner or later... but would it be any use now to speak to the dead or to speak to the imp?
The beast has been buried and sealed for the ages so that was a narrow escape... for the dead like you (immense way you've been betrayed since forever)
[Caacrinolaas:] Come! It's no use in crying like that!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
