and infinite oxygen
enough to suffocate
then the wind whips up clouds
groaning and hands of my brothers
to indicate something
a voice suspended
said ...
what he said ...?
said ...
that land eventually
did not know it was not a desire
was a necessity and we have dust in the dust
to reflect in mirrors
of brown eyes, huge
a voice suspended
Helluland
blossomed out of nowhere
so deep, deep ...
I looked down and saw my blood
was a moment or an eternity
...?
and I was already in the dust dust
mirrors in those merciless
so similar to me
a voice suspended
will
will one day be
, Helluland
men shining
children of a disparaged god
and tear to your soil until the last seed
kill your people and your skin will
sin will be even more dust
then that, the only
vanish your rocks
a hallelujah
a hallelujah
vanish, Helluland
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