Throw off the wicked god

Throw off the wicked god that breathes
the raging lie-dark dragon fire
that dams the soul from rising higher -
Witch god whose blood-red hatred seethes

Make war upon this black belief
once embraced to empty breast
giving spirits never rest -
Make war upon unholy grief

It is better – even eternally --
To drown in godless ecstasy.
Or chance, or hope beyond no hope,
To crumble in the hand, lost hand,
of the Silent One who waits
Beyond these cruel enormous gates.