And the blood in their mouth will taste sober The marriage of Chana under rain As morning pure water for an acolyte Worst venom descends through your bowels Terrible dark beauty of nature Reminds of incarnation divine In the garden of wounded Christ Slavering demons appear 'Pon the cradle to wait Their turn to feed hunger justified Let our hands dig under The gravestone of abyss set Uncorrupted by the witness Triumphant inner flesh Persecution and despair forget The cruelty wears a talar Infesting children left At the cathechesis lesson sat Thy door has been pressed With the blood of the lamb Sleep-walkers at borderline frail They still repeat to themselves It was just a nightmare from past The bestiary of Christ