Sunset, expect
This to be your last with Our vast return
As Death is set
At three sixes where hill-beacons burn 

Darkness, undress
Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar
Blood-red, yet still unfed
Lips distend ending, time to falter 
 [bad word] arms wide and [bad word] ..
The slaughter 

Lightening freezes seven
Outtakes from the rape of the world
Sins expelled from Heaven
Now befoul from the bowels of [bad word] 

Where the tragic in theory and practice fell 

Last prayers, hang in the air
Each unto their own rag and bonemeal saviours [bad word] where crippled vultures dare
Golgotha сoughs another cross to grave God's failure 

Once the forests spired
Nurtured in Nature'heart
Now great cedars feed the pyres
Need-fires lit for greater harm
As Her children toy with razors 
Sightless and deeply scarred

And the moon arose to phase Her
Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars 
And lights Our path
Back through the shattered glass 
 [bad word] like [bad word] thunder
Tides en-wreathed in scum and plunder
Kraken-teethed to tear asunder
All those too blind to see...) 

Where the tragic in theory and practice meet 

Deranged, uncaged
We rage like a plague through this age of greed
Sowers of discord, growing wars to reap
terrible crop to beat a vicious retreat 

Scorched Earth, rebirth
Disintered in the writhe of the lone survivor
Whose worth is worse than the curse
Of Sardonicus choking on his own saliva 

Who shares the last laugh now
Dead wedded fates fulfil their vows?
Foot in mounth of sacred cows
Facedown in dust and poisoned ground...