The played note was pure and long
Clear sound broke away the edge
and they fell from height fire
followed and cracked open the sky
blood flowed from eyes held wide by the wind
tearing down to Earth like a meteor
broke open the tombs of warrior kings
buried under the soils of war
the layered dead of every age
And this God sitting on high
judging our behaviour or recording
in that Great Book
the greatest of our stories