I am now in Queen Morning
Aleph grazes and gobbles dissent
And fears spheres
Blows globes of Ær
And prides buildings into sepulchres
Wait for ⲡâ²â²£â²Ÿâ²©â²¥â²“â²
Christ remained unkilled
Just dreams only
Aleph slept
Ate Adam's children
My face is face great in the corn
Sing sing sing little bird
UrShadow
Hymns Michael up on to his Throne
Presenting rockets pouring up
Into hissing space
Bringing trouble and fear
Squabbling into apocalypse cartoons
Then I looked to the Southside of the door
ⲧⲟⲧⲉ â²â²“Ïⲱϣⲧ̄ ⲙ̄ⲡⲥⲠⲙ̄ⲡⲣâ²â²¥ ⲙ̄ⲡⲣⲟ
And I dreamed she took us to where the sun sets
â²â²¥Ï«â²“̈ ⲧⲉⲛ ⲉⲛⲉⲙⲠⲛ̄ϩⲱⲧⲡ̄ ⲙ̄ⲡⲣâ²
The nylon lion attacked as Kingdom
Faced Empire silhouette
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And suddenly the Living are Dying
ⲛ̄ⲧⲉⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⲛⲉⲧâ²â²â²›Ï©Ì„ ⲥⲉⲛâ²â²™â²Ÿâ²©
And I ask my masks and I:
“Surely we are living in a dream?â€
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