Dare I attempt circumscription Within forever Squalid dreams of men amidst tears Metamorphosizing hara The blood runs cold through the city of Varrs I, eager to the see the flesh Of the primitive evil giving birth As if in cannibalism a taste Of your Heaven bound spires O, sweet Aruna O, sweet Aruna Spare my confusion O, sweet Aruna Deliverance in Wraeththu magic