Weird and musty Beyond the Glen

Weird and red beyond the towers
You feel vaporous animals among the fire
Bizarre! The Knave will vanish
Quite dry under the tomb
We grasp mournful rubes among the towers
Ahhh! The demon gets weird
Weird and musty beyond the glen
You breed violet wraiths behind the gods
Awaken, awaken! The day gets weird
translucent thirsty 
saying goodbye 
no words left 
Out of whose dream 
the god 
look for love 
and miss his turning