Mount Sinai Moloch

If thou... still creeping

Beheld us... still dreading

Thy sinister heights

Thou'd stand as a mere rock for us indeed,

A moloch for worms

A colossal artefact

Guardian and denouncer of the weak

Yet... In pristine and eerie beauty thoud dwell

Trumpets... resounding with cacophony

And smoke... effusing venom

Now ascending Mount Sinai

Whose bounds are trampled down

Since heaped up with the sands of time

Outlived as a moloch for worms

Outlived as a colossal artefact

Monument and monolith of oblivion

Here... In profane and moribund solitude thou shall vegetate

Imperishably.