->''Four Gods wait on the windowsill''
->''Where once eight Gods did war and will,''
->''And if the gods themselves may die,''
->''What does that say for you and I?''

->''Now three Gods sit on the windowsill,''
->''Where one God's blood was lately spilled''
->''Black tongues lap at the spreading pool,''
->''To build the strength they need to rule.''

->''When two Gods wait on the windowsill,''
->''The wick of the world is burning, still.''
->''But when one God in triumph shouts,''
->''The candle of the world goes out.''

->''And when that candle, bare and white,''
->''Sheds at last its dancing light''
->''Then we will rouse, with raiséd rod''
->''To pierce the very house of God.''

-->-- ''The Quartet For The Dusk Of Man'',
---> '''Tycho Ephemerous Brahe'''