Hundred white horses, men
Armoured to the nines
Belt down the black slick slope
Moon meanders
Overhead senselessly

The undergrowth comes alive! Vines
Carve chaos; violets crushed underfoot ¨C
Whips wild, desperate, dragging them
White necks like salmon drowned,
Churning ¨C comets etch magma arcs above

Fiery stars spark endlessly
In a mad rush the horsemen
Few not yet dead
Force their way free
Screaming, this is no fight

It¡¯s an endless black massacre ¨C
Faceless light, I love you,
It¡¯s an extinction ¨C

Everything is wrong, men dissolve
Into spiders and golems reek from the earth
White ghouls ascend and devour
A siren rings rippling through the bizarre sky
Unbalanced bodies cavort, bleeding

From hidden caverns come forth
Cadavers
An unthinkable numbness
Shattered with bodies and nightmare

Then like a volcano, the Virgin Mary
Rises and stills the world
As if a white pane of glass was laid upon it

Which sits heavy and complete
And immutable as sleep
And not a word is said.