Holy Holy Holy

 

Holy, Holy, Holy – when the skies are falling;

torment, despair are calling. Dark side upon,

your face in stupor. Forget, forgive, your calling;

vapours, sleeves, the shaky knees, be brawling!

Embrace the silence, tame the Sirens, a pond

in your Lights guiding as you release in front –

Darkness and Light become One full swing.

Breathe in, breathe out, let the waters breakthrough;

motion the sickness, to bleak out and creep duress.

Roar, like the burning fires, be still like stones caught

in the mountain. Form in the shapeless sound, brought

at the clap of one palm, where none shall venture amiss.

When the turtle defeats Achilles heals, pure bliss –

catching the poets, who lie too much for the Y naught!

Saned in the maddened grace of untamed virtuous gaze;

who could speak of it, offer your mask and worship!

Saged at the peak of the Abyss, the cold embrace;

to loose all knowledge and meaning for the faintest trace.

What is the root of all evil and good, beyond gossip.

Who hath seen You walking by, wont be glossing;

Tenkei Ryouken Kamikage Joushitenjo set ablaze!