Even now where I adjoin the wick
Architeuthis princeps finds himself
On a Quest after the religious Satan
for a naive sin in a desolate
And when the child with the bloody mouth
Was denied the last kiss
It wasn't an answer to the last one
Fountain go to your Brother...
Then not a collar comes there of
Is he still red from the ice melting?
Why does the young copy have to like
the anomalies of a machine heart?
by now there are strange shadows
