Sorrowbred

Oh brother

Osiris sweet lover and lord

I'll seek out your corpse

Scouring the shorelines in woe;

Promising vengeance on

Self-decreed reaper

Long wailing and hailing discord

'Round Nile

Whose waters are teeming

With beasts in the evening

But deathly calm

Revering victims of envy's scorn

Cursed cursed souls;

Fate-bound we in throes

Oh love

In thirteen parts

Fourteen made in sibling ire

Live

Regenerate in me

All of the time in grieving forgotten

In one sexual embrace

Semi-sweet strokes

Draw us close

To grant a son

'Fore second life you've been granted's gone

Grant me a killer to avenge you;

To deal rightful death

A killer to slay kinsman;

To steal living breath