The King of Hades

The king of hades came and rode And split thousands many throat From the body of men and women who float On the blue rhyme-singing water in boat And the massacre continued into the large city Crushing all the dried lilies And drawing blood from the body of innocent farm-boys who looked tacky And from the royal kids from a blossoming family And from all others that are not or more than wealthy The king of hades came and rode through all living bodies And made them in a blink of the eyes and a pump from the lungs a breathless sleeping body Many a women were left with an open abdomen And some mercy-untimed killings for the men And some more ruthless savage for the salvagers in the den For priests are a torn face and cracked skull For town-criers; arrows were stuck into their guts And for many anonymously unknown, they were greeted by cold-death on swords And for animals, some had their belly torn And some killed by spilling a drain of blood; from a stab of their own horn And birds who had their skin burnt And fishes who in black boiling oil were drowned The beautiful horror scene filled with terror is more than the eyes can afford And more than nature could afford What more for, what more before The king of hades came and killed thousands, and infinity, and many more