The earth stands alone... As an edge of sword..
With nay another heart ~ To strike with accord...
Set ablaze by the sun.....Beyond the gauntly..
Foreplay of the aging moon's.....Lessor degree..
Plagued by the journey of legs ~ Upon his brow..
His heart beats bluntly...Between the then and now..
Shored by sniffling winds ~ Amidst a kings death..
Aside garden's oath.......Reliving each last breath..
Whilst his sight rises into the universe...
Above his cloaks fashion of redeeming verse...
Breached by the naked hands and horny beaks...
Unmasked from the halls...Of their greedy cheeks...
The earth lays dying....Yet not without last seeing..
The future of his wondrous lifetime being..