[00:11.79]And words of
[00:12.54]Romans
[00:13.20]creep in
[00:15.87]Not written but vengeful
[00:17.73]The dead are in the tortoise
[00:25.17]The dead are in their legions
[00:28.05]And the Trojan ponies trot by
[00:32.76]Graze My Little Pony
[00:36.03]Is there Torture in the Toybox?
[00:38.64]Or is this eternal Rome?
[00:44.13]Or is this infernal Rome?
[00:48.48]Before Black Ships were built
[00:59.22]In their harbours
[00:59.58]For gathering vau vau vau
[01:00.06]Electronic sixsixsix
[01:01.71]Black Ship Ship Ship
[01:04.05]Black Ship Ship Ship
[01:05.97]Volvaic and marine
[01:16.08]Slaughterer disguised as honey
[01:19.56]Babel Babylon is burbling with blowfly speech
[01:27.87]Stuttering channeled messages of birdsight in the Empire
[01:35.64]And where is that Empire now?
[01:39.60]Imperium! Christendom!
[01:43.59]Shepherd and Hermes!
[01:47.61]Masked with salt and stars
[01:50.97]Heavybreasted false Messiah
[01:55.29]Peachfaced murderer
[01:59.10]Dragging beasts and breasts
[02:02.91]Skipping to Armageddon
[02:06.60]In time for tea
[02:11.04]And for the weather forecast
[02:13.92]Falling time smiles fading
[02:18.24]As Black Ships sneak by
[02:20.07]Raiding lying stars
[02:25.56]Barbecuing living streams
[02:27.60]Of all the smiles that come shafting
[02:33.36]Saturn or moon or sun
[02:36.99]Is that my lunch you're eating on the back of Dracon?
[02:42.54]Is that my cup clipped to the bird's gaudy wing?
[02:52.77]Black Ships are camouflaged as postmen or bureaucrats
[03:04.17]They have delivered a loathing rapture prospect
[03:06.18]Keys to Heaven Gates are dark
[03:11.79]On side of sons and daughters
[03:14.97]But they have lied about Pi
[03:16.98]That number does not repeat to the infinite sky
[03:26.73]But is carousel inhabited by all the revenants
[03:34.23]Returning to fulfilled wires
[03:38.40]And use the roots that fall
[03:41.64]From the sectarian Empire
[03:45.84]The nude face striped back
[03:49.50]The naked grey mouse
[03:53.01]Was not in bleached equations
[03:56.37]Christ! Christ! Christ!
[04:01.62]Where is the tide?
[04:02.25]The long low roar of the Thames?
[04:08.91]The shell-shocked Seals
[04:10.32]Killer! Flower! Coil!
[04:16.02]There's crisis in the harbours
[04:17.64]The desert is too close
[04:23.34]Though we have seen it in our hearts
[04:27.39]At Black Ship time
[04:30.81]So let's lock the doors