Missed Trials of Athelstan
Scribe my name to their gloating throat
Words in tongue spoken by the man crow
I see my eyeless night in Uranus Moons
Stargazed in orrery built to see trailing blue
Tell my secret kept to dead books in hollows boat
Moving typhoon under earth in stone cellars
Jacobite be jealous to Cenobite dwellers
Muted the listener to hear wind speakers
Jeepers glowing of dark night rowing mind tides in mirrors
Dragon scales made from old wings of Fire Breathers
Fabric of crowns in fake jewels sown
None barter for skeletons for no skin you own
Rotating moons like placing giants in our ocean
Lies wrote to paper so we give true love in story to wives and bones
True minds of nine those staff tones
Waiting places for seeing stones
These winking stags always handing out trick bags
Magic man making falling sand with spinning hands
Hourglass prison releasing the Medicine Man
Travelling Talisman changing skin tones of tan
Burn me with hymn-books thrown out pages of suicide messiah
Build Churches on graves so Ministers can kneel before gravestone and fire
Collared ownership of support drives finding suitable buyer
No light measures true time when I will arrive
Told through rolling stones to collide
Seer through life Horus of one eye
Birds feet in pattern bones see of me in no confined lie
Burning dusk come of sun storm in screaming sky
Insurrection under rising dawn of first light
Center bearing of my darkstar crystal
They rotate falling chambers on shafted spindles
Signs from East to shine when rows of smiles line my azimuth sky
Carry my wish I gift in this marble pouch
Creatures of abyss so long it’s been to lift us from sea floors couch
Her Armada of gatherings decreed in sea charter
Journey home across the river cold the Ferry man to never barter
Luminosities of candles follow drains of ink dye
Jack’s Ripper the begotten creature under Londons river
Putting fairy teeth into lanterns of moving light
Down here we take of thee in harvest night
No speaking when teacher shows us the carving cleaver
If night be ever dark our hearts betray the minds deciever
He swings as it sings the tune of London carols
To ferment the body we pour with wine in barrels
The skeletal bone structure of the human conditioned destructor
One tap to east and west, then find middle for up centre and right a twinkle
One sharp knock and his mind shall stop
Internal clocks that spin so free no journey in memory to dead drop
Take upon me the lash to bare marks of my blasphemy
Spillways of flowing rivers thy malice of conscious sanity
Opening minds we refabricate those fractures in vanity
Mouth of giants opens the ocean inside Krakatoa
Deepest parts of waters night the reflecting mind speaks one lower
Hear the howling of deepest holes as we start our counting
Pages paused in hum on peaks of Tibetan Mountain
Melting the ice of far northern lands reveal my draining fountain
Chain breaker of malice and Tyr
Cages that confined lords of stone their fear
Released the beast of woven cloth this Fenrir
Stalking lips as he feeds deepest coves
Sunken below in hollows of earth it swallowed
Wolf of spirits called upon the clearing of our vision throne
Placing swords we shield our mind for air will speak of carving bone
Signed deeds for it feeds by all moons that it please
Complete the circle to see our dreams now believed
