Ask me, ask me again...and again...

"Ask me now, like you asked me then

The same old answer's waiting to be revealed again.

You can interpret my silence as the answer from my den,

but am I unable to write, just because you gave me the paper but no pen?

Continue to write or talk, whatever you want

if you think you can transmit that poison to me,

But that's something you build of clay and iron,

next to the unpredictable and stormy sea"