Deep in the well of savage salvation
Clinging to strands of silver and smoke
Scraping the stone without degredation
Swallowing life, and starting to choke
Far-away land, ephemeral glory
Carving out rock, for marble and slate
Step to the stage; deep allegory
Breathing out fire, acquiring hate
Trilling the notes, alluring incitement
Call for the soldiers' echoing song
Blind to the strike, a sweeping indictment
Knowing the words, but singing them wrong
Leading the Chorus in sonorous splendor
Beating back Gravity's pull to the ground
Silver-laced shadow hides the surrender
Ashes to ashes, Stone falleth down
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