the nephilim who sprang from union of angel and woman
the heroes of old the giants and magicians
hammering fist and light feet
appear here appear there
here then nowhere
oh this grotesque beauty
if you can see
all these bones you find in the future
you fools they are dragon bones!
nephilim killed them all
strode this world like it was a dog
swift as a black death
harder than white winter
harder than man
moving unchecked where they will
kill without touching them
they never feel it till its too late
a thought harpoons the mind
a feint a parry a thrust without movement
such graceful killers
i wonder how this creation has gone wrong again and again
how could this have come from some pure and innocent god?
who made these sirens and slatterns that did such bewitch angels?
whence came angels could be seduced by women?
are we to imagine these things come not from some strange malice?
why were no limits put on these things?