
Sickle slicing through the yellow wheat Chaff and stubble under naked feet Mistress rising with a silver glare Pulling all the oxygen from the air Orbiting her shadow like a parasite The Fly ascending in the heavy night Two spheres dragging on the midnight tide No safe harbor for the frightened hide Incense burning on a flat grey stone Carving out a symbol in a piece of bone Looking upward through the canopy of pine Tracing the trajectory of the sign Comet Burning In The Upper Deep! Waking Up The Elders From A Dreamless Sleep! Bigger By The Minute As The Heaven Turns! Watching How The Tail Of Brimstone Burns! Drawing Closer To The Wicker Frame! Trading In The Moonlight For A Burning Flame! ...Watch the sky crack... Wicker bending on the village green Binding up the branches where the sap runs clean Twine and bramble pulling taut and tight Preparing for the coming of the blinding light Mistress bleeding in the twilight haze The Fly caught spinning in a lunar maze Ash ascending from the central square Singing old devotions to the blackened air Incense burning on a flat grey stone Carving out a symbol in a piece of bone Looking upward through the canopy of pine Tracing the trajectory of the sign Comet Burning In The Upper Deep! Waking Up The Elders From A Dreamless Sleep! Bigger By The Minute As The Heaven Turns! Watching How The Tail Of Brimstone Burns! Drawing Closer To The Wicker Frame! Trading In The Moonlight For A Burning Flame! ...Watch the sky crack... No intervention from the silent clay. Counting down the minutes to the judgment day. Bigger by the hour, expanding in the dark. Waiting for the impact of the final spark. Eclipsing the Mistress, swallowing the Fly. A beautiful expansion in the human eye. Comet Burning In The Upper Deep! Waking Up The Elders From A Dreamless Sleep! Bigger By The Minute As The Heaven Turns! Watching How The Tail Of Brimstone Burns! Drawing Closer To The Wicker Frame! Trading In The Moonlight For A Burning Flame! ...Watch the sky crack... Mistress weeping... Fly going still... Comet descending... Fire on the hill.

