Slaughterer: blood brother,
blood seeker,
clad in steel and dark lions,
furious tyrant upon
your throne of barbed-wire.
You laughed with
your black tongue as you
flung the old gods, stone-fisted,
into the earth, their bronze faces
buried in the dust.
You seduced our wives while we
slept, spreading your vile seed.
Your bastard sons burned
our straw houses, our soft
-feathered prayers, our children
with their terrible fires.
Under their whips
we rebuilt
and carved their legacy
into our flesh.
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