Lupine Dominus
John Dwyer
I will assume that every mirror crashes through the moon
You will seem to now and then to cover up your head
And we'll see til after when you will see tears of blood
I will stand and rise again to the beating of your heart
I will sit down as I think til I can taste the heat
We'll all taste it, the human faces, eyes will drift asleep
I will say with some dismay you bury your dead story
You will be the omen as I give your heads, your hands, your feet
I will assume that every mirror crashes through the moon
You will seem to now and then to cover up your head
And we'll see til after when you will see tears of blood
I will stand and ask to defend to the beating of your heart