From the fury pit, a reek of misery

Like a trumpet groan, tornado moan

The splendor splits like a golden skin



He and the wizards cry like hummingbirds

In treasure glows, your weeping wings

And a slaughter grins, on a pleasure spike



When held on high by the riverside

Like a torn-throat child in a jackals hide

Cool water dies, vile diamond eyes



Silent in flamingo ease distant in troubled trance

Within a whirlpool, we're breaking our backs

The tears of the moon, the sweat of the sun

Sacrificial hearts for a pointing bone



With a gorgons head and a coal of skulls

They're kindling fires in open wounds

Pointing bone, in a jaguar skin, blood matted mane

Beacons blaze toward a waning moon