In the chimer's hand a rope
Swings my head within the bell
Of infinity and hope
Forcefully I hit its shell
Madness drives the chimer's hand
But this madness is divine
On his wrist a searing brand
Of magnificent design
Marks the sleeper's head with pride
Valor, horror or delusion
Not a single man defied
This enchanted man's illusion
For the sleeping chimer grants
What a man deserves to get
Tolls the bell, the chimer chants
Death fulfills your earthly debt.
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