The Winter Triangle

[the Draç]

(Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse)

The Winter Triangle, in line with despair.

The Game needs repairing, the women look fair.

At the pit, we stop, to see the Direct Three.

Forever following law, a Dog that can C.

Sirius, from the heart, we were on a roll.

Back to Betelgeuse, they then, once bold.

Procyon, a trio of Three, the one and only

Back to the depths, where (U) hear then, screams.

Engulfed with flames, standing 19 foot tall.

A hybridized form that continues to fall.

A Heyoka at heart, a clown that drives those insane.

In the membranes of ur head, you hit your brain.

Deadlights rise, Moloch then lies.

Sacrificing the greats to the star, where the Rephaim dies.

A steady dose of 6, the Unholiest of them all.

A port from Saturn, in which, you end up on Call.

As tall as one, in which you can see (em) from a far.

Back to the Smaller Dog, he is on all Fours.

Again, the heat, the heaviest of them all.

Into the black, that eventually engulfs all.