Geryon – See Extinguished the Sight of Everything but the Monster Carry on, and avoid the pains Of looking inward and seeing how I've been obtained Carry on, and cherish this power, These remnants of pride that have remained To know whom I belong to Is to know what moves my hand I have taken a high seat Among the devils of the land Thus I spake: If not me, who then? If not me, how then? So it must be. So it will be. Beyond the bounds of permitted aspirations History claws upward Below the ringing of noble discourse Fate devours the world And so, pattern and plague, It claws through me And so shapes the reach Of my dreams So it will be So it has always been I have gone into the lands of torment And within the pale of exclusion I held a banquet For the elevation of the self Hells exposed and tamed Into hierarchies of fear Accepted I create distance and division Pardoned I am cloaked by circumstance Esquired I give in and let go