Tekster: Sleepytime Gorilla Museum. Helpless Corpses Enactment.

The oaks of ald now they lie in peat
Yet elms leap
Where ashes lay.
Phall if you but will,
Rise you must
A hand
From the cloud
Emerges,
Holding a chart
Expanded.

The eversower of the seeds of light
To the cowld owld sowls that are in the domnatory of Defmut
After the night of the carrying of the
Word
Of Nuahs
And the night of making Mehs
To cuddle up in a coddlepot,
Pu Nuseht, lord of risings
In the yonderworld
Of Ntamplin,
Tohp triumphant,
Speaketh.
Mother of moth !
I will
To show
Herword
In flesh.
Of all the stranger things that ever not even in the hundrund and badst pageans of unthowsent and wonst nice
Or in eddas and oddes bokes of tomb, dyke and hollow to be have happened!
The untireties of livesliving
Being the one substrance
Of a streamsbecoming.
Totalled
Toldteld
Teldtold
Ascend
Out of your bed,
Cavern of a trunk,
And shrine!

Vah!
Suvarn Sur!

Scatter brand
To the reneweller of the skies,
Thou who agnitest!
Dah! Arcthuris comeing!
Be! Verb umprincipiant
Through the trancitive spaces!
Kilt by kelt shell kithagain
With kinagain.
We elect for thee,
Tirtangel.
Svadesia salve!
We Durbalanars,
Theeadjure.
A way,
The Margan,
From our
Astamite,
Kilt by kelt shell kithagain
Through dimdom done till light kindling light
Through dimdom done till light kindling light
Has led we hopas but hunt me
The journeyon,
The journeyon,
The journeyon,
The journeyon,
Iteritinerant,
Iteritinerant,
The kal
His course,
Amid the semitary
Of Somnionia
The semitary of Somnionia
Too mult sleepth. Let sleepth.

Phall if you but will, rise you must
Phall if you but will, rise you must
Phall if you but will,
Rise you must
Phall if you but will,
Rise you must