Throe Of Upheaval
Knoll
2:19In the sightless hail of crashing apeirogons Cosmos clatter and band in spates of brilliant litany The lone transmitted pneuma, sprawling as unweighted gorse, Its meable streams of troth knitted into harmony Ages of thought dissolve But one withstanding In the knotted gale of encircling phantasm, Imposing inculcation beckoning therewithin Where you are manifold, "I" am unchanged Where you are mutable, "I" will remain Where you dare utter, "I" am unuttered Dwindling seity Hearts starve for an ending Matter twists with elision Latent dream dimmed for none