Of the human
In the bag of fir
If the leaves grow
We know something's wrong
In the blaze
Of heaven
The err of man
Shall sit in crown
The clouds fading
(Separating)
Through the dark night
The folly of man
Growing
In the flames of life
For all to see
Do you have no shame?
Man's err forever known
Do you have no shame?
(What shame may I have
When all is known
To all but me?
What does it matter
When all is known
To all but me
And I know not
Of what is known?)
If the blaze starts
On the grown leaves
Of the Fir bag
What is the difference
What trouble we are in?
The vanity of man
Stops the err of man
The plain sight of it
From being known.
Err of man
Darkness from nothing
And all
Is the err of man.
When the err is not seen
What difference does the err make?
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