Tall And High And Distant Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

and the heads roll
and the heads roll
and
spears squeak
and blood burst
out
as spitting
and the heads roll
and the heads roll
now
the drums
already started in
the chains
they fall
fall
fall
and once the ties be cut
then
serenity follows
but see
but see
that figure smiles
in the mists
tall and high and distant
come!
come!
come!
no!
no!
but just
the violins play and sing
the violins play and sing
the violins play and sing.