Refill their quiet tones With vessels of earth And the cry of detritioning bones
Dust off my necklace familiar
To culminated piles
To the culminated piles of bones
That shift when the earth quakes And trembles trembles And call these men up to their And call these men up to their thrones
The scent of my skin is familiar To prostrated men in their coats To guide me their spirits From fire fire fire fire Whose speak was so tenderly Whose speak was so tenderly coaxed
The air is familiar So is that smell
Dead voices cover their bones And refill their quiet tones With vessels of earth