Fortnight of eventful pain
Ritual death, ceremonial death
Pouring of new wine
Solace be mine
Shimmering lights through
Cool summer nights
Awaiting the dawns new Awakening
As beauty sleeps
Malice creeps
Raw edges cut through the darkest time
like spices through cigarette breath
A private voyage to the borders of boredom
Even the seamonkeys brought their oars
