Ice, Eden
There is a Land that’s Lost,
Moon waxes in its Reeds,
and all that’s
turned to frost
with us, burns there and sees.
It sees, for it has
Eyes,
Earths they are, and bright.
Night, Night, Alkalis.
It sees, this
Child of Sight.
It sees, it sees, we see,
I see you, you too
see.
Ice will rise again before
This Hour shall cease to
be.
Moon waxes in its Reeds,
and all that’s
turned to frost
with us, burns there and sees.
It sees, for it has
Eyes,
Earths they are, and bright.
Night, Night, Alkalis.
It sees, this
Child of Sight.
It sees, it sees, we see,
I see you, you too
see.
Ice will rise again before
This Hour shall cease to
be.