Not by might
not by power
Seven eyes
The stones to scourer
The foundation being laid
On those stones inscribed his name
With the plummet in his hand
The eyes go throughout the land
From the olive branches the oil flows
With those seven throughout they go
They stand before the whole earth
All liars and thieves will have their curse
Wickedness is in the ether
This is her resemblance
No one to keep her
Lifted up to be set on her base
Not heaven
Not earth
Another place.