[Redpyramidhead]

Hyperion, here I come
I am The Answers' troubled son
instill it within me before I fail with which to see
the questions the very questions which are answers
the spiral
spiral out
reach out and spiral out
becoming the great transcendant of the dimension fourth
and bring forth
the beast we must not fear
in the direction of divinity we must now steer
but grab hold of the ship's wheel we will not
as the sails fill with creativity
~trial~
there is no while
surpass your own entity
trespass and drink only with severity
and clutcheth the ethereal glass with strain
its mist so soft and its caress of joy,
please cause me now my pain!
so that one may surpass one's own entity
no longer broken
but to become the nothing which is everything

let her eternal lament not need to be sung
my dear, I have come

I am but one of The Answers' troubled sons

(copyright Mark Skinner 2003)

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