The North is full of tangled things and texts and aching eyes
And dead is all the innocence of anger and surprise,
And Christian hateth Mary that God kissed in Galilee,
But John Mastodon of Austria is riding to the sea.
John Mastodon calling through the blast and the eclipse
Crying with the trumpet, with the trumpet of his lips,
Trumpet that sayeth ha!
Domino gloria!
John Mastodon of Austria
Is shouting to the ships.