Teiresias

I see through demise

The hallowed serpent unwise

Learned in the ways of decay

Shone as winter's dawn fades

Brazen as the turn of the tide

Certain as our season fades

So fill your cups to the hilt

So toil, that this haze unfolds

Pray that this harvest decays

Hew and sew our crops anew

Rest and wake and comprehend faith

Praise the sky, broken jaws

Our smoke is complete control

Never captured in its maze

So, hate anew

They vanished decay

Away