The War

armies pouring out of Mordor. peaks of mass our souls out of Albion came Ether among us & sought of the clovers sweet sustenance, of ages past & came sealing among us ages of yonder missile among us & all the sealing silence, & all the cloves cold Urchid horde came down from Jupiter, taught us the lies, taught us the seeming. seemed to woe at will, seeking harmony and finding deceit, finding only an empty hole and the face spiralling down ash into eternity taught us frightening and we freed wit the wit secured us ye defenses & we got fulcrum the awe (and/or awl) like we got agents of coves and smurfer stuff than that, even, got we plenty of tricks to mate ye with, mate