mysticism shall be my burden
gnosticism is the virtue i hound
the threefold path of asha shows me the road
with wu wei i lo the beholder

zarathustra has two faces in endless debate
mazdak seeks his equal in equality
the nightingale dreams he is zhuangzi
wu tzu fights war with conflict

let me manifest my paradigm
for as where the greatest have perished
i still ramble

the wind blows through my soul
the sun pierces my might
the oceans mirror my vigour
the soil remembers all my deeds

BEHOLD!
LO!
SPECTATE!
WITNESS!

the works of giants crumble,

look upon my tomb, ye mighty,

and recreate rhymes with history!