a vastly hush at cockcrow
there’s nowhere left to hide
neb & feathered black mass
gilds yon mirror ‘neath thy feet

thou art fæder’s mortal binding
yon summoned ængel framework
atween slight’d he & domination

where be killer’s instinct now
thou saltst the earth to death
bound yon misery to thy guts
so vengeance can take its stage

thou art fæder’s embankment
yon crumbling ængel framework
atween fjord & ego’s deluge

the path of ruin afore thee
staunch not the blood of fell swans
grim misdeeds shriek ahind thee
for aye be a butcher’s curse

thou art fæder’s catafalque
yon sombre ængel framework
atween e’er earth & nullity