like the incendiary drums
of a hundred thousand foes?
Do you fear, the thunder that follows,
as it unearths the culverts and
creates the silent hollows?
Do you sneer, the thunder that descends,
on this unscripted fate of mine,
which in death would make amends?
Look how the lightning dragons pierce
the stunned sky, like the betrayal
that in my morbid heart sears
through my mortal fragility.
Look now, how the king shall ascend above!
Like Achilles' own armament,
dipped in River Styx's love,
which in immortality still live on.
Know, my brothers! In you I live!
In you is my life fulfilled right!
So fear not thunder! Fear not fire!
With you I live, and die tonight!