Arctica

The steam shall give birth to a glacier

The heath shall give way to sand

Bone shall become tusk

Hair shall become nail

Tooth shall cling to skull



Being shall become

The eternal return

Of fire



Asphault shall flow like water

Forest shall crowd out the worms



Nothing ever began

There was no dawn

The heat chars

The cold stabs



The wheat shall give way to chaff

Bone shall crack against bone



Being shall become

The eternal return

Of fire