Something wicked this way comes,
Amidst the pounding of the drums.
The horses give a horrid fright,
At the lurid stalking night.
Corse upon corse, flung to the sky,
Bearing standards of static pride.
The twist and writhe, a living pyre;
Stoking triumphs inner fire.
Earth is wrent, twisted, riven
The fury of hell unleashed in heaven.
A demons roar, an angels plea,
A mountain crumbles unto the sea.
A nations glory, anothers pain,
Shadowing the future: a planet’s bane.
All the while the spirits hum:
Something wicked this way comes