nvoking Thoth, Thought and Time
Master potential, oblivious Crime
Star seed formation; Sirian Sublime
Around the ground, pounds Druid’s Mind
Arch-ways into past doors revolving
like serpent dragons all walking
Through the mire! Through the talking!
Through to the sire! For midnight balking!
We set the Ley, Lines, and Play
We designed the doors for Keys in the Way
We opened up Hope, yet set License to Kill
For outright! The Lord! Why is always still!
Problem is, if we opened the atom’s Heart
we will wage war with Being’s from the Start!
Backwards is forwards in this matter’s Art
Torture behind the fiends ghoul’s stall-way
yet deep underneath; Zion’s breathes the Ley
As walking and talking, chopping and water way
I unlock this verse, A verse of Nine
Confined in time, Outlined and divine
Can’t you see, seering could kill
for the lost trance takes far years’ chill.
They ley are formations of simply thought
Opening the One, ponder amble, ponder caught?
So as is to be, the Druid’s prophetic instrument
Will now be the Oracle