Silmaril

Secrets in the permafrost
Trouble in the barrens

A brilliant glass
An eye of treasure
Thee old wisdom
Unloving

Secrets in the permafrost
Trouble in the barrens

What was wrought is unwrought
What was made now unmade

The truth, a piston through your skull
A steel bolt through your frontal lobe
Like a rope is reaching down
A dawn sapling is reaching up

Humanity's step unbidden
In God's iron clutch
An eraser to your soul
A smudge across aeons

"All goes onward and outward
All collapses"

Wondrous upheaval