Plunged into a nadir, the years spent in insolation And the windows of the skull look upon only devastation Inside hunger gnaws like rats in your sides Outside iron rain like nails in your eyes God can infest you with maggots my son Bow …to the vultures and the scaffold …to the virus and the gallows …before the masters of your fate Down ...as they seal your fate, bow down Would you of mere flesh contest the divine Under the knife you'll renounce it all in time Etched in emptiness, I watched them disappear Beneath the wheels of desperation and the heel of despair And the Western sky would as soon k** as shelter you Bow down to your doom An all seeing-eye An all-clutching claw Unknowable God His jaws devour all Bow down.