Uranus, Father Sky, Patriarch

Secured on your place by the Titans

Uranus, overarching dome of bronze

You encompass all with your presence

Uranus, you love Gaia

But hate the children she begets

Every night you come to her

Covering the earth from above, suffocating her

Aware of nothing but yourself

But you hate the children she begets

Isn't it yourself, that you see in them?

Won't Saturn follow in your footsteps?

Won't Zeus?

Heed this prophecy

And castrate yourself

Uranus, you proclaim, you protest, you curse

But you do not understand yourself

SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE!

URANUS!

FEEL HER RAGE, ΤΗΕ WRATH OF THE SEA AS IT UNFURLS

RIGHTEOUS, UNRESTRAINED, INDESCRIMINATE

BATHED NOT ΟNLY IN THE PRESENT

BUT IN THE PREMONITION AND REMEMBERANCE

OF MILLENIUMS OF OPPRESSION

THE WOUNDS OF COUNTLESS SOULS

SUBMERGED, MUTED, CAST AWAY

ALL NOW EMBODIED IN A SINGLE VOICE

SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE! SILENCE!

Uranus

Your manhood slips behind your feet

Swollen and flaccid

Your blood mixed with her waters

Her waters turning into ice

Engulfing you forever

A world of rigidity

Revolving around

A system of change

Her:

“Come here boy

In my cradle

You have to stop

Stop resisting

Just whisper along with me

The age of men is past

The age of men is past

The age of men is past”