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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
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