An Archangel in bondage

Bediademed, souled

With a murder of ravens

But no less Astarte to behold

Abandoned by Heaven

To the dead, dark and past

Cast Her dispersions

On life's brittle glass



And though Her eyes still held fire

As stonewalls caged the beast

'Gainst the lassitudes of Death

She fought but fell to greet

And midst lies in collusion

She was martyred to teach

That