The sun turns black
Earth sinks into sea
From their steadings in heaven
The bright stars turn
Fire and reek burl upwards and break
With hazy heat against heaven itself
Brother fights with brother
They butcher each other
Daughters and sons
Incestuously mix
Man is a plaything of mighty whoredoms
An axe-time
A sword time
Shields shall be split
And what if something were brooding
Beneath our feet
And what if something were breeding
Beneath our feet


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