This candle burns slowly —and with the severity of courage
We pick our way with utter caution down the bombarded stairway
One thing is certain: we must flee from this scoffing pillage.
Aided by fluttering tallow, our vision is haunted by the airway.
Death speaks one language, profane
And doomed to a lasting fate of increasing
Hate. It hides beneath trackless jungles,
Puking blood in volumes. Staining foliage
Of sacrilege, it renders a jungle homeless,
Preening itself of incestuous ability to kill.
Death resides permanently in Golgotha —
That arena for killing — you well remember it:
......
During the peace of the altar,
Pews knelt down piously;
The pulpit stood and conducted
Peace;
Verdure, rosary and the paternoster
Bloomed;
And the clergy hummed soulfully.
Seasons.
Roars, rasps and hisses of tension
......
During the peace of the altar,
Pews knelt down piously;
The pulpit stood and conducted
Peace;
Verdure, rosary and the paternoster
Bloomed;
And the clergy hummed soulfully.
Seasons.
Roars, rasps and hisses of tension
......
Death speaks one language, profane
And doomed to a lasting fate of increasing
Hate. It hides beneath trackless jungles,
Puking blood in volumes. Staining foliage
Of sacrilege, it renders a jungle homeless,
Preening itself of incestuous ability to kill.
Death resides permanently in Golgotha —
That arena for killing — you well remember it:
......
This candle burns slowly —and with the severity of courage
We pick our way with utter caution down the bombarded stairway
One thing is certain: we must flee from this scoffing pillage.
Aided by fluttering tallow, our vision is haunted by the airway.