Wherein we solve the mystery of Lorick #22:

past a glass where realitys schism

i am burbling in antagonism

presumed anthropophage,

in a right manxome rage,

lost my head to a neologism

And unveil Lorick #23

See my greatness! It's chiselled in stone

Hear my chariots fight for my throne!

but since poets and bibles

have demeaned me with libels

It's for pride, not for glory, I'm known.