I gave my heart to the cormorant Lord
Who gave me His body for bread.
So how can I be anything less
Then also for the devouring.
So I hold my hungry children close
As they tear the weave of me
And pierce the cage that holds my heart
To eat whatever is found there
As I bless their bloody heads
And ask of my cormorant Lord
That when they eat of me
They will also eat of Him.