Mr. Mikey's Megalithic Ziggurat

Heat, god of flame

Devour my body of light

Olibanum smell

Tongue-lashes hell

With sword of flame

Expunge my aura

Black ziggurat

Unseen by god

Obsidian core

Climb towards it

Heat, God of Flame

Devour my

Body of light

I've come to beg you humbly

Hide me from those who hunt me

Keeper of the sixfold mystery

I implore your light protect me

I am an innocent man

Marked for death and on the lamb

For a crime I didn't commit

Victim of circumstance

My name is Mr. Mikey

What is this that bows at my feet

You are an insect to me

Yet you dare make demands of me

You are insolent man

My might you cant understand

This power that you demand

Your fear cannot withstand

The only escape from the megalithic space prison

Was through a platform that lay far above them

In the tower of infinity

Which stretched up and up from the pinnacle of the ziggurat

Acting as a barrier between this world

And the dimensional rift at the apex of the