The dandy hounds of darkness break the light
of moonlit silence like cast stones that smash
windows barred and bolted against the night.
As daemon shapes that fear the earth's moonlight,
from midnight shade to shade — in frantic dash —
the dandy hounds of darkness break the light.
They weave a dance of death in cold delight
while winter branches gouge and vainly thrash
windows barred and bolted against the night.
When the moon's trapped in puddles frozen white,
the forest waits for frantic pad and splash —
the dandy hounds of darkness break the light.
When land is ice, and under hunger's might,
the foresters all fear the teeth that slash
windows barred and bolted against the night.
When famine stalks, and winter's at its height,
when hunger wields its fearful, stinging lash,
the dandy hounds of darkness break the light
windows barred and bolted against the night.