Again I took a glance at the opposite chine Where abdicating sun left its last sigh of agony The shivering response at the lunar kingdom The malediction to unfold myself From the highest tower I submerge into pondering To penetrate behind the facade Where the monstrosity arose in immemorial ages Strewed into soil of the incapacity conscience Adorned with the garment of clods pretending gems A custom hoisted to the absurd level Of platitudes anyhow obscure I stir the mountain storm to heavenly dissidence An overthrowing winds of defiance to the usurpation Since internal repugnant antilogy Revealed between each of chain units I depart to the earthworms' bottom To behold the swarm rising the temples The fear altars to praise the lord of craft destructive Beseech not to tread while wandering A response to ascending withdraw Into darker evilness chapel As the journeys turn oddly mystical Either I become the old forgotten tale Spoken silently by the distant winds In the mist-coated autumn dusk¡