I will arrange the music of serpents
To sing of the loftier connections.
The skin that spans the strict observance
Of the quality of our affections.
The bitter slander that rests on the tongue
And venomous melodies of malice
Will uncover marvels still yet unsung
Spinning within the night's starry ballast.
I assert the raw power to enchant
The vipers that bedevil every dream.
The language of man will recant
The lies that its music cannot redeem.