Medicine-men & their spirit guides
seeking shelter from the worm feast

(We meet again in grand fashion)

Acknowledge the night
or banish the hour

You reek of dark places

Can you start a riot
w/a flower?

I want power in my garden plow;
Dig?

Loyal servants, trustees
must now be transported
to a Strange new place

These servants;
Lizard-fuel
for the race to come.