Trip To the Immortal

All too strangled Tingling like the cathedral bell Woven together like a twine thread long like end will never come All rough and dusty The trip to the immortal Thirst is an understatement Fire emanating from within Water prickling down in an array A continuous array Slowly and steady The trip to the immortal Flesh all worn out Perfume you can not find Heart too heavy to walk Leading to the thought of height and above The trip to the immortal Hearts swings in the wave of melody Melody a path to accomplishment Gazing at the Olympic ark Athens is mine, Sparta I own The trip to the immortal See you at the other end of the bridge