Towering fiend of churning deep,
Fans candent snakes to snare,
Nail of galvanic hand to reap,
A sepulcheral klaxon’s blare.
Masses, the fleshless progeny,
Shears sky and murky blue,
The army bright and merciless,
Heft blades of salt and dew.
Felled, the keening hellion,
Ground beneath, the serpent spawn,
Cold host as gladsome Pelion,
Undying eyes exalt the dawn.