Et in Arcadia ego
Ashes and flies mix in the choking wind
Blinded eyes behold that which is not
My inward nekyia reveals discarded ones
Voiceless angelic figures disavow with vomitous troparion
I summon the twin to the Metatron
Protect the sickened spawn of mine
I travel a millennia to reach thy throat
And slash it with the left hand
Fall again cherub of the Ark
Gather pitiful cries together as garland
And descend the enumeration of ten
Disgrace is thine to bear
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
In hac lacrimarum valle
Me immundum munda tuo sanguine
O memoriale mortis Domini
Vere passum, immolatum in cruce
Sicut erat in principio,
Et nunc
Et semper
Et in saecula saeculorum