Echoed Ii

Echoes Echoes Echoes Here Am I trapped with echoes echoes in the brain I Suffers So! Yet In The Suffering grow Sub-conscious to the bone The well of echoes Echoed Echoed Echoed With a hundred caves And coves That was sub-conscious I hear Without stopping The unceasing screams Of echoes of Wells and caves And coves And ghosts: In vain I shut my ears With my hands The unceasing screams Tire not nor Pity take: Sub-conscious to the bone This was the preferred Way The living Verses of ambush Crying out aloud Laxity of styles But Rebellion everywhere There was paradise! There was Experimentation: Everywhere From this to That From that to Other That was experimentation! That was the new verse And the new Chants and songs That was… That was… That's why Then There were the screams There was crying aloud.