Cloud Heads

The monumental thinker without skin or flesh The boundless author without bones nor breath Enthrall The giant head speaks Prostrate The colossal mouth orates Justify The wordless tongue spoke Construct As the Herculean lungs breathe Minds within the clouds The inner voices purify Heads within the skies That cleanse you from inside Consciousness absorbed into magnetic current and then that new day After seasons of poison infliction By the turnstile in dismay Whispers in smoke Faces in the wind Enthrall The giant head speaks Prostrate The colossal mouth orates Justify The wordless tongue spoke Construct The fearful eyes guard The monumental thinker without skin or flesh The boundless author without bones nor breath Minds within the clouds The inner voices purify Heads within the skies That cleanse you from inside Consciousness absorbed into magnetic current and then that new day After seasons of poison infliction By the turnstile in dismay ..and then that new day... Whispers in the smoke Faces in the wind

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025