And I will close the gates of paradise To no longer accept the dead That chiron smile and give up the host And the blind to see again. Gabriel with the fire, I sent you like Prometheus to raise up men and St. Michael with the flaming sword, I send you To bring them low again. What wonders, what horrors, should consume the earth. I do not wish to know. I have closed up the tabernacle doors And withdrawn the holy ghost. Like swine, to cast out the demons from the body, and no longer bear the prayers of a sin-eaten world like termites who raise their towers babel, to the most high and demand blood from a stone. I will close the gates of paradise And reign here, in heaven, alone. High above the carnage, were angels like birds of prey Revel in that final judgement On that terrible day.