LXVI: Matanza De Tiburón

Infidel sharks
Sleek beneath the surface
Black eyes red
Reflect pantheist vitality
Renegade droves
Prowl beneath the fathoms
Arise! Arise!
Breach against the shackles

Infidel sharks
Black eyes red
Arise! Arise!
Breach against the shackles

Stood upon the broken back of futility
Gasping unto shallow truths
Viscous scriptures securing firm
Thwart the slipping into black

Floating across endless spires
Peering into unsounded gorges
White knuckles clutch the lancing bolts
Lashed firm, quintessence of fear

Striking out at the scourge
Striking down into depths
Striking out at the sharks
Striking down drawing the blood

Awash in their impugned glory
The shark slaughter gives the lamb his brand

Infidel sharks
Round perdition's flames
Red eyes black
Embraced by their wicked nature
Renegade droves
Ascend from barren fathoms
Arise! Arise!
Naught an angle to the iron way