The Director toys with the squares of white Building a temple on a sinking wreck Dominoes fall in a line of spite Check the manifest on the broken deck Ivory bones! The rush for the prize! Extinguishment of the branch and the root! Seventy thousand tons of the ghost Staring through Kurtz's hollow eyes Appraise the rot on the ivory coast Where the noble word finally dies Ivory bones! The rush for the prize! Extinguishment of the branch and the root! Measure the mire of the percentage of gain Gambling with souls in the drizzling rain A bill of fading for the human skin Chasing the silence to let the trading in The dominoes fall... The entry is signed in white...