i'm driving a spike to the crucifixion
hurling locust. burning vistas
i'm driving the lightning that strikes on a mission of
some dark mercy
hell-bent to
hit ya

i'm the mark of Cain
on a razor's edge
i'm what Angel's
dread,

I'm No Exit

So forget it.

i stalk lambs
and rainbows
filling coffins
with all your
dreams

on an altar of freakish
gifts
to a baleful
reckoning

i'm no warning.

the tongue
of every bell,
at the feet
of Colossus

clipping rings.