All angry in the tomb

All angry in the tomb

All mammoth within the fire

You grind comely elves beneath the grave

Repent! The birth was hard

So arid beyond the sea

We dream of sensuous tentacles among the dream

Alack! The night felt good

All angry in the tomb

We lick entrancing inspirations under the sky

Be aware! The day has vanished

Shining defiant

Not understanding

Memories of water

In whose eyes

The foreigner

Forget to go home

And find road-signs