A frozen night in the desert
All the magnitude of life stirs
The weight of my creaking body
One last pilgrimage to the lizard
One last night to revere
Scold the heretic few
The sands burn off your history
And let you start anew
Future is mapped
Governed and stamped
Until you kneel
Before the hooded god
Offer it up
Blood from the cup
Flesh from the bone
Grit from the soul