There is a creature with a head for each day of the week
Each with its own mind, eyes, and beak
A heart to pump the life into the seven cheeks
Beyond dimensions
They fly up to the peak
Here at the edge
At the end of the land
The light touches the earth
Here lasts forever where I stand
Royal, feathers, virgin leather
The Chaos, the Magick
Control of the weather
Distortion, disasters
Disguised, dissever
Up to the peak
Created from Never
