All that glisters... 1995

Acch, and lo, all heathens say hello
Aye, and sacrements to those below
wither thou spendeth free or ensnare
Twas beed the devil visiting there.
When the shining thru dark doom asunder
and glinst caught in thoust twinkling eye
the very first breath wasted on words
didst end the very golden shining.

And whom taught this false endeavours yet
so slowly that two truths contrary and true
rent time asunder whilst mind bewonder
and all and space betwixt and gone
Twas all the same. And you and i. And all.