Each hollow homestead illuminates
Each hour drags on
Stalemate after stalemate
Inch by inch
The hunters pry from the hunted
And are expunged by fury
Yard by yard

Days are fed to weeks
That quake on end
As the dead spring to life
With fire in hand and fiendish thoughts

As the dying freeze over
Legions trudge on
A thoughtless voyage
For the black wells of triumph and glory

As the rounds spring from hiding
With deathly and cold precision
Motors still sputter on
Guzzling their rotten and ailing resolve

As droves of sons pour in
To take and relinquish
Take and relinquish
The focus of prey defers with malice
Far and wide
Awaiting, the final toll

It blares late!
In thundering unison!
In colossal waves of fire and dread!
The amassed wield a nooses stern pull
Swarming their foe
Column after column

Soldiers far and wide
Douse the hounds in lead
Set the nights aflame
In sheets of searing vengeance

For the wives they stole
For their own squandered sons
For daughters deflowered
And legacies befouled

Each full homestead larks
With each hour of firm resistance
Slaughter after slaughter
Block by block
As the hunters disintegrate
Starved and inadequate

Months gorge on weeks
Riddled with loss
As the vise squeezes shut
And the youth gush their final pints

The long awaited toll sounds
Bathed in winter white
As the final legions
Stagger in ragged droves
Consumed in their heinous deeds
And the punishment looming beyond

With hands raised high
They hobble further east
Ushered by citizens
Marksmen and callous revengers