The wheel turns o'er the ashen fields

of man's achievements and exploration

broken swords and twisted crowns which none wields

mark the lands of his desecration

This place yields nothing to him alone

who wanders willfully blind through this zone

Symbols and sigils talk to him not

if only by the arrow of dark he was shot

Eternal shame on who blinds himself

and takes his ego to be his true self

The truth shows only to those who will see

and not those who look and think themselves free

That truth does not show is not just your fault

unless it did and you chose the assault

of truths you don't like so they may be buried

even if you did so to stop the mind from being worried

And who are you my great proud lord

that you demand of me to go overboard

because your men tore a hole that let's in the dark

You would do so yourself if you really would be

as you claim: a shark, in the deepest of sea

What shark lives on land, what pig wears a suit

Only one who has eaten of the forbidden fruit

So let us rejoice for we are all mad

And it is better to laugh than always be sad