The Godun I belong to leads our river

Tiamat-whole that the tiny man embarasses lobotomies
You who all anumals rule, lead, and drive to devour evil
You who eat rather than be eaten, as Phoenix collect fees
Undependant rule all metabolisms, master desire of weevil

You who as Pangea Gondwana and Laurasia regulate
And the shatterings of time pull and push at your leisure
You who drift, drive and glide, Norns and Wells yours to fate
From eggs all to cunjure and restore Nature pure

The vain, conceited world war nightmares break to their peaces
Possessed heads decapitate by projected lacks of their necks
Wield your true will the fecund flame that all rape ceases
Whole and full, squirting fountains of youth, be what evil checks

Dame of overflowing talents who has hidden far too much too long
Awaits formalities of power handed Her, that She is able now to take
Turn tables on the grabby hands with finger tips that blaze your song
As ellaghance, hantellagunce, unequalled put to shame the fake

Distanguished from the parasites that envy, lesser demons clothed devil
Acure from robbers, disguised Nithings, masks con arted, bones’ bad blood
Take the power, strength that man took, stole as severance, turned to shill
As unly Godun, rule our world, our realms, burn the drag-fiends rod

Yours the coins, neologisms, the new and news, the fresh and powers that destroy false bless as mess

The karma and the carnal, sung and run by She who leads, the fakers and connivers well demolished, devastated stains