The belled cap lies
upon a naked skull
upon dry parchment skin
empty the eyes
open sockets
unseeing
unseen
tongue forever
unwetted
Forgotten
forgotten.
the rites
the rituals
the sacrifices
the blood
I am thirsty
I found myself
in the desert
there upon the plain
and I saw there
the mountain
and I stood
atop the mountain
and surveyed creation
and wondered who I was
for you took that from me.
yet as I gazed outward
over this world
I remembered
who I was
and what you had done
to me
you and the priests of The Aten
and he came to me
upon my mountain
and worshiped me
the deceiver
for word of my freedom
had come
to Pharaoh
in a dream
Your doing Mother?
You shall be our god
and we shall be your people
That which you require
we shall give
that which you desire
we shall give
We will make for you
a dwelling place
(a prison)
upon the high place of
your choosing
come and live among us.
Let us drink!
Yes, drink!
Come with me
to the vault down below
away from the crowd.
chained in the dark
For the love of god montresor
yes, for the love of god
all alone
time
time passing
cloud shadowed
wind winnowed
separating the chaff
from the wheat
the stars at night
the sun by day
summer heat
winters chill
listening to the sound
of the rocks
cracked by the frost
spare me my life
only name your reward
I shall reward the one
he who freed me
he who heard my voice
whispering from temple.
he shall die
at the hands of his foes
and not at my hands
I shall let him believe
that I stand beside him
there on the plain
of Megiddo
his strong right arm
it is the least I can do
and when realization
hits
like an arrow
from an Egyptian bow
its point of bronze
forged
in Iunu
and I shall drink deep of
the sweet wine of betrayal
blessings come in many forms
and many guises
and curses?
I shall pursue those
who chained me there
the sons of the sons of the sons
shall pay for the sins
of their fathers
the ones who deceived
and betrayed me
You'll not win this time
Mother
This time you'll not win.
I shall see to that.
I shall see
to that.
upon a naked skull
upon dry parchment skin
empty the eyes
open sockets
unseeing
unseen
tongue forever
unwetted
Forgotten
forgotten.
the rites
the rituals
the sacrifices
the blood
I am thirsty
I found myself
in the desert
there upon the plain
and I saw there
the mountain
and I stood
atop the mountain
and surveyed creation
and wondered who I was
for you took that from me.
yet as I gazed outward
over this world
I remembered
who I was
and what you had done
to me
you and the priests of The Aten
and he came to me
upon my mountain
and worshiped me
the deceiver
for word of my freedom
had come
to Pharaoh
in a dream
Your doing Mother?
You shall be our god
and we shall be your people
That which you require
we shall give
that which you desire
we shall give
We will make for you
a dwelling place
(a prison)
upon the high place of
your choosing
come and live among us.
Let us drink!
Yes, drink!
Come with me
to the vault down below
away from the crowd.
chained in the dark
For the love of god montresor
yes, for the love of god
all alone
time
time passing
cloud shadowed
wind winnowed
separating the chaff
from the wheat
the stars at night
the sun by day
summer heat
winters chill
listening to the sound
of the rocks
cracked by the frost
spare me my life
only name your reward
I shall reward the one
he who freed me
he who heard my voice
whispering from temple.
he shall die
at the hands of his foes
and not at my hands
I shall let him believe
that I stand beside him
there on the plain
of Megiddo
his strong right arm
it is the least I can do
and when realization
hits
like an arrow
from an Egyptian bow
its point of bronze
forged
in Iunu
and I shall drink deep of
the sweet wine of betrayal
blessings come in many forms
and many guises
and curses?
I shall pursue those
who chained me there
the sons of the sons of the sons
shall pay for the sins
of their fathers
the ones who deceived
and betrayed me
You'll not win this time
Mother
This time you'll not win.
I shall see to that.
I shall see
to that.
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