You summoned me into your hall
Acting useless as you bawled
But little one, you are no fountain
Preaching in your happy way
I know you tried but failed to save
The mist and smoke atop my mountain
The Occident is squirming at your feet
The rivers run in slivers of deceit
Strangling from the shrinking light
You press me deep inside your flight
I nod my hammer in your direction
You ask me for some other way
To sell your servants' waiting pay
And then you seek my own protection
Disoriented dreamers break their snore
You lost the right to knock upon my door
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