Solar eclipse foretold the hell
A celestial kingdom thought invincible
Abased to a patchwork of foreign prepotence
A senescent nation for the taking
With the swords and spears of their forebears
Talismans to conjure the Guardian of Heaven
And Black Gods of Pestilence
Rituals surrounded, fists of Righteous Harmony
Priests led the roaring pack, bedecked in flaxen sashes
Holy men and proselytes bled,
Churches put to the torch
An alien irritant festering in the body at large
Railroads uprooted, the unthinkable became reality
Tatar City was under siege
Falling back behind Legation walls
Means of communication destroyed
Headless bodies packed the gutters
Their hearts gifts for the partisan command
Trussed cardinalate hacked asunder
Cathedral wreckage flickered
Eleven governments became the enemies of one
The Hour of the Dog had come
Bayonet charge drove back mobs from the trenches
Tunnels bored beneath edacious devout
The same desperate cry in several dialects
Coalition emerged from all the corners of Europe
Jingals continued their poignant enfilading
Up went the flags of all global powers
Polarized into one mighty mailed fist
Ravin skinned alive, skulls mounted on spears
Bolstering reciprocity's gruesome process
Heads rolled through hematic streets
Women ravaged, Looting vehement
Holy men and proselytes bled, Temples put to the torch
An alien irritant festering in the body at large
Polarized into one mighty mailed fist
To topple the Dragon Throne