You cogwheels in a stopped machine,
You hearts of snakes, and brains of pigeons,
You dead devout of dead religions,
You offspring of the hen and ass,
By Pilate ruled, and Caiaphas.
Now your account is totted. Learn
Hell's flames are loose and you shall burn.'
At that I leaped and screamed and ran,
I heard their cries go 'Catch him, man.'
'Who was it?' 'Down him.' 'Out him, Ern.