The Age of Light is coming to a close
as Higher Man's Promethean fire wanes
The beady eye that sees - the nose that knows -
with rubbing hands has loosened Satan's chains

With liberty and license for the bad;
as god-sent prophets Yeats and Carlyle gleamed;
shall come a new Millennium – one so mad,
as only seen in Bedlam's darkest dreams

Our Apollonian world, with shattered walls,
will fall, as if by Samson's efforts, then.
But boys made weak with comfort in those halls
will find, among the ruins, they are Men

As Earth and Heaven turn a darker shade,
a Black Sun greets the heroes Hell has made