Only Castles Burning

The arch never sleeps
Who of us would not be glad to lift the veil?
Built of nothing but solitary thought
A structure rises precipitously upward

Thersites born again as ape or egg
The golden mind of Gracchus turned to lead
In the shadow of a great ring
This ain't a dream anymore, it's the real thing

Horse dung in white wine
Blood with the odor of violets
The secret Wotan taught his son
Did one wear a watch in the tomb?

In the distance, an old phoenix rises
Can entropy be decreased?
The hunter paused, the wolf in chase
It's only castles burning