The Final Deluge

[Mekong Delta, J. Jenkins] In this night it happened I woke up early, I don't know why The world drowned in an ominous silence, in a nervous rest... And I climbed up the old stairs to the room of Erich Zann What I saw, I can't forget Through the old window, overdimensional gate This deluge of music, and Zann laid down his life The bow was fiddling with no help His glassy eyes stared with no life In whirlwinds of unheard cadences it came over us blind defenceless All I know is I ran in panic I've never seen this place again What I saw, I can't forget