bad shine through drawn curtains bear beleaguered bones to light serpent's sacred slithering secrets Aion bid a good fight at crossroads pay hymn to Hermes the Mercurial midnight run a chastised Hades in Christ-locked dungeon but Greek tales are never done cross the dead man's mote once more labor of love and loss learn to steal what's properly man's then nail it to the cross in these darkened contents lie the lie that shines within serpent-stoned philosophorum god and devil, kin