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 ⲡⲁⲣⲟⲩⲥⲓⲁ
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 ⲁⲓϭⲱϣⲧ̄ ⲙ̄ⲡⲥⲁ ⲙ̄ⲡⲣⲏⲥ ⲙ̄ⲡⲣⲟ
And I dreamed she took us to where the sun sets
ⲁⲥϫⲓ̈ ⲧⲉⲛ ⲉⲛⲉⲙⲁ ⲛ̄ϩⲱⲧⲡ̄ ⲙ̄ⲡⲣⲏ
The nylon lion attacked as Kingdom
Faced Empire silhouette
ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲙⲟⲩⲉⲓ ⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲣ̄ⲣⲱⲙⲉ
And suddenly the Living are Dying
ⲛ̄ⲧⲉⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⲛⲉⲧⲁⲁⲛϩ̄ ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲙⲟⲩ
And I ask my masks and I:
“Surely we are living in a dream?”
ⲡⲱⲥ ⲉⲛⲁⲛϩ̄ ϩⲛ̄ ⲟⲩⲫⲁⲛⲧⲁⲥⲓⲁ