Lletres: Current 93. Black Sun Bloody Moon.

The sun grows dark
Earth sinks into sea
From their steadings in heaven
The bright stars turn
Fire and reek burl upwards and break
With hazy heat against heaven itself

Brother fights with brother
They butcher each other
Daughters and sons
Incestuously mix
Man is a plaything
Of mighty whoredoms
An axe-time
A sword time
Shields shall be split

Wind date; war phage
Before the world ends

And what if something were breeding (or brooding!)
Beneath our feet?