Enter the burial mound
To meet the oldborn
Keeper of a thousand lifetimes
That stride along the battlegrounds

Alone in this shelter
Under the tree of wisdom
In the pool I will stare
I wait for the vision

Caught up by the night
Now I face the dead
I have touched her cold skin
Her fake smile is a true smile
Her eyes are two pence and she says
forever is a dance, thou shalt practice in silence

Kiss the dead lips and go

Old dawn gives me all I need

The journey's over, I crossed the fence
Now I wander along the ancient track
Paved with bones that grew up
By sowing the seeds of indifference

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