Crotalis Horridus

Crotalis horridus
Horrible cruelty
Spitting poetry like blood
And blood like poetry
Nights spent with serpents
Days spent too alone
Lamenting every broken bone
And every nail ran home

I am the dark soul
Bad, bitter, beast
A tidal of bad luck
Against a shore of misery
Divided for love's sake
For the sake of unity
Afraid to lose my poverty
I cling to thee
I cling to thee