Just a thought
I thought of Thoth, a lonely man
The only problem with perfection is that it leaves little in the
way of doubt
these leaves I've smoked are in his honor
Just a glimpse of his design, a plea to compete
with the Masters plan
He seizes her seas
so she ceases to see
I see (Isis)
Just a dream, another realm
a passenger aboard this ship with Him at the helm
Like I originally said,
Just a thought
Poor lonely Thoth
Was it theft or something that was bought?
A grant of grace, in the face
of others disgraced,
All that time you thought that staff of healing was yours alone
Grant Hades his due so that you may atone
I have my beaver tail cacti staff of mortal prowess
Try my best to bestow above, below bless but I regress
