I open my eyes and feel the fell of dark, not day,
My friends are now foes, my minutes were lies we have spent
I see night! devious you, dark heart; ways you went!
I must reach, in yet longer light’s delay.
Oh hear me say, I speak this. But where I say
Minutes I mean years, mean you Jezebelled. a crater dent
Is cries countless, cries like dead text sent
To deepest depths, hear my soul! away.

I am vengeance, I am the flaming sword. God’s most deep decree
Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me;
Armour surrounds in me, soul of lava , blood brimmed the curse.
A wisp of spirit, the fire has found a home in me,
I’m knight, robbed, beautiful darkness, my time is the key,
The lost are like this, liars, deceivers and their scourge to be
As I volunteered, God’s tool, no cries; but worse.