Black Ships Seen Last Year South of Heaven

Black Ships seen last year south of Heaven

In their wake

Pharaoh stares into the Amentine Night

And gives us a ghost and wraps it in gold

A thousand years is nothing

Two thousand years still less

And it shone that

We are all Pharaohs

In our hearts

The double crown

Eats double portions

And gobbles the soul

Whilst doing tricks

For deadeyed camels

Who are trotting blearily along

The highway made of bells

Black Ships of dark

And latched with politeness

That makes this frenzy at home

That you call World War 3

And I called it bullshit

There are liars who I know they are liars

And the big pot boils

With centuries of conspiracy

And cabbages and kings

Who have had their cake and ate it

With another head parallel to the one they knew

It fed Big Moloch and pacified Azrael

And joyed up Samael (lucky lackeys)

With a knack for cracking the heart of the party

And killing the laughter with frosty fire

It's Samael time

The hoedown is heavy on Bumble Bee Terrace

The frisky piskies sitting on toads

The Godfish are eating pies of eyes

And gills turn out cornwakes to clap their hands

As the fiance's passing

Peace to those who have genitalised Kingdom

This is not their cabbage patch

Get out and save your souls

There is too much to take from the bubbles

That lined the Milky Way with terror

Fourteen years ago to this day

Bighead has eaten Dustface

Dustface barks back and the crowflies flee

Who was that wasting twilight?

Oh well I?

I hopscotched their eyes with Lightning Jack

Bloodface waits for me in the distance with his mother

It's time for sea!

The Eucharist waits

Immaculate in incomprehensible paradox

The piping hot tea

The slaughtering giddy moons

The broken crown corroded with moths

How many horses were killed this year by human sick?

The ponies are made into sleighs for demons

(I call them Bonesledge!)

Equine motion murderer Christ Mass

What bound these together I saw at last at seven

His years as breath his teeth as walls his eyes as colours

Oh! Such beauty beyond what I dreamt

Black Ships seem far away

I wait for the news and pray in my pyjamas

Tonguface says to Bloodface

"Stop the Ships! Stop the Ships!"

Their prows hover into view

They gobble the Pleiades before lunch

At this rage they will devour the sky

And Coptic Cats wil lsleep in fear

Of the foam and froth

That so hated the world

They devoured

His Only Begotten Son

Stop the Ships

Stop the Ships

And stop the Ships