The Spirit Summons

The gong summons
at twilight
It pounds the heart
of village Masters
It is a call to the palace

The crown walks
It walks to spits from spirit
That,
Ears
Shall tingle to vigilance

The tiger roars in vain
The ant
Captures the earth
with fear
Children
Thirst insane.

The Spirit Summons

The gong summons
at twilight
It pounds the heart
of village Masters
It is a call to the palace

The crown walks
It walks to spits from spirit
That,
Ears
Shall tingle to vigilance

The tiger roars in vain
The ant
Captures the earth
with fear
Children
Thirst insane.

Footprints

He sits on balloon hill
The eyes
on evil footprints
It is a taboo
An ancestral symphony