The great infant troll was born to them that day I saw him in a dream I floated to Tjolgtjarium Omoshuda hailed Me but none saw I was there They praised his name As if he were jesus christ Five Days Later, I floated back to them I saw him in a dream, crucified in Tjolgtjarium At five days old, He was killed by them. His skull's in a museum On this side of Tjolgtjarium Sacrificed to nature For the sake of fate He was already God In 5 short days One came again last winter Sung to me by Them From ancient times that passed His soul will live again It has been a year. And what of this one boy? He is Tjolgtjar, I am Him, Twenty five, 1, and Possessed...