Ziz and Behemoth broke the air
Leviathan churned the waters below
Lo, all the pomp of Welthaupstadt
Was lost amidst the crimson flow.
Cleverly, perceptibly, the contact came
And I looked into a world formally constructed
Beyond logic, acting on concept
As if on concept the fact acted
And perceiving on a grainy reel
The world’s celluloid dream.
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