A dim cruel black void lies before us all A |||| ||||
A bottomless pit that cannot be crossed  B |||| ||||
That manifests in an eternal mental trawl A|||| ||||
The sad failure of language to acost B |||| ||||
To truly bring forth the wealth of wisdom C |||| ||||
He must play that infernal game of words D  |||| ||||
To prevent that damned and twisted schism C
We must endeavor to get the veiled passwords D
The axioms that underpin a concept E
And the stark intent which they are being used F
To compose the unique separate context E
We are liberated and not confused F
Only then may we get a slight appreciation of the tongue G
But I am trapped inside this cerebral iron lung G