Edge of Edom
Where I digress from silence and divest the wildest claims in the holy name of reason
Where to find rest and digest what I left in the highest flames
Oh to scorch pain from a season!
At the height is refinement reliant on climb and scathe
Wash and bathe so you ease in
Where the finest excitement and childish delight is famed
Mosera
Room enough and sole
Pledge of freedom
That I'll guide this consignment and hide it inside with praise, where's the best place to leave it?
Will it die in confinement or rise and become my frame?
Won't my face be relieved then?
If I find this prescribes less than I was inclined to pay, is it safe to believe in?
There the sign says a life is invited to dine and stay
Mosera
For the rough and lone