Beware the Fish

imprison me and keep me sane
it's all the same it's all the same
sleep now and find the world again
it's just the rain it's all the same
pity the man it's but his game
there is no fame not in his name
the echo of creation claims
it's all the same it's such a shame
blind mechanics mindless mundane
there is no gain but only pain
no point in strain the thing's arcane
all of our efforts are in vain
cannot deny the dragon's reign
but soft the scent my spirit shakes

[[the brute existent never dies
he lives on like the shaper's lies]]