Golem - devoid of mind
Vacant heart known to none
Strangled innocence
Bidding providence
Dancing beneath my Master's hand
Kneaded vessel, shapeless husk
Emanated through chaos
Ecstatic experience
Unbound existence
My light form - raw before His eyes
My being - intoned and bound
Blank before Him
Filling this form and His wish
Driving these bones of clay
So that I may do thy bidding
Engine of wrath
His unseen hand
The Master’s reach
Soon to dissolve back to Earth
But what do they see? These figures carved into this skull of mud?
Shem emet
Bel aleph, met
Creation of the sages
Return to dust
Shem emet
Bel aleph, met
Truth in bondage
Freedom in death
Scourges of Hell and Heaven
Swirling around this hollow form
Yet my shape imprisoned,
Tethered to His single bidding
Boring through time and tide
Untouched by grace or sin
Satan knows not this Hell of mine
Bowing to my Master’s will
The husk in bondage
My heart, nothing but stone
Return to dust
Freedom in death