Relayer

Snakes are coiled upon the granite
Horsemen ride into the west

Moons are rising on the planet

Where the worst must suffer like the rest.

Pears are ripe and peaches falling.

Suns are setting in the east.

Women wail, and men are calling

To the god that’s in them, and to the beast.

Love is waiting for a lover.

Generations kneel for peace.

What men lose, Man will recover

Polishing the brains his bones release.

Truth conceals itself in error.

History reveals its face:

Days of ecstasy and terror

Invent the future that invents the race.