The Darkness Troupe

There is a team of devils
of demons darkness true,
brothers of the hooded death
and lovers of the moon.

They killed her with their gazes,
their piercing yellow eyes.
They swallowed up the mountain
and spit blood into the sky.

But still there was no peace
no rest from the bright slant
of all the tiny pieces
that made up human chants.

And when the sorrow watches
against the starry blanket night
the demons will find her in their clutches
a girl of piercing sunlight.