Small Of Destroyer - Current 93

In the kindness of the playground

Aleph unveiled his claws

As Pazuzu scrolled into town

Murderer Murderer Murderer

Small of Destroyer and fierce in his poverty

My back is broken by his teeth

On the mountain I as He rested

The streams bite into the rocks

Fissures gleaming with transparent blood

Water mimicking the temple

Teeth shuddering in the ghostlike face

Of the faminedeliverer

The locustbringer Adam

The poppyskins were the clothes on the skin

Raw as wind

Pink like jets

Red like the Bibles drifting in the streets

Folded leather Sebek

Root ⲥⲃⲕ

All the cuneiform all the clay face

The wedges stuck in my heart

And spelled:

«The Murderer is here

Cain is here, and brings strange graves

And pens with poison

The lands he hands to sheep or goats

Clustered on the rock bleating for gold

And mammon»

Cain is here

His breasts torpid

Beasts dissolving in the deserts

Smog and promise and the icon

Leaching wax or rubber

Smiling wordlessly

«Oh Aleph where are you

And your whirling arms and the patience

That took you a trillion years and spears and so

Beak fear and harbour and trains»