In the Time when Stars fall like snowflakes
To touch the ground with nuclear kisses,
And the Mind of Man manipulates Matter
With soft-spoken silhouettes of Desire,
And the vast Night Yawns above
Like the Divine Hellmouth, frightening, tempting
Those who would plumb her vast Abyss,
In this Time, She rages like a storm
Yet her Eye is clear.
As the World is torn asunder
By what it planted in Darkness,
And the ravages of what men Forgot,
It will be Remembered, at its proper Time,
And the Dawn of the New World
Will blind all but those
With Eyes To See.
A vast Web of Darkness
Is being spun from the Throne of Necessity
To cover the Earth with fine tendrils of Fire.
And when this Web is spun complete
The Darkened Dawn then will be
Not to be dimmed by any feat.