Epic Concert
And when he put away his desire for eating and drinking,
He did wake the furious moshing, and the violent movement
Spread throughout the crowd as like a nest of bees is
Woken to fury as when a small child, delighting in his mischief,
Strikes the golden fortress containing the sweet nectar,
Rousing the bees to raise into such a terrible fury as if they are
But one being, such was the fury of the moshing that night.