Light made clear by this horrid Devils night
has sirens wale with waned delight,
A soldier soiled unjust with just second sight
can see serpents sail with godspeed manifest in flight,
Civil unrest that if start may ever endeavor an evil right,
Chivalry shined with rapist hands stretching to
Pluck her fruits, that are never just quite ripe,
Shine a light for me,
Make fly your witty tounge
with Mephisto's ladder built and hung,
Climb with every instinct
With torture's test
On every rung