Operation Valkerie

As Siegfried sinks in the ashen storm
Of Odin's screaming Muse of Death,
And Rhinegold bleeds like molten lead
In the grey descent of Orpheus,
To reap the womb and sow the grave
Of Europe's tragic Nemesis,
To reap [bad word] and sow the graves
Of Europe's blackened Holiness,
To reap the womb and sow the grain
Of Europe's Holy Name,
Beneath the soil of the nations
In the tepid sea of global time,
I recall the sundered lands
The Arctic throne of love and pride,
To reap the wounds
And sow the graves
Of Europe's tragic Nemesis...
white rose crowned [bad word] thorns
For the murdered sons of God,
The white sun crowned
With golden thorns
For the martyred Sons of God