They twittered like bats when they heard
And wailed for the warm blood flowing.
Out of the dark I return;
(Ye are baffled, Oh! Dead);
Lost hopes, lost hearts, lost loves,
Hollow-eyed, hollow-cheeked are your droves,
I drew my sword and ye vanished.
Out of the dark I return
And the dust of desire;
My ears are still filled with the shrieks