The Angel of Alchemy

The sand and my skin become the same. 

The rain will turn me into clay. 

Remove the scroll and scribe your name. 

Be a master to this lonley slave. 

The plague is not aware of this mud. 

So I'll protect the priest trapped here.

When I feel the blade there will be no blood. 

I won't die till the sea swallows us all. 

Won't find a pulse on this paradox. 

My chemistry ignores the clock.  

Speak while you can, the right word makes me stop. 

My alchemical father had fear in his heart.