I like this, so deep and mysterious. I'm particularly attracted to how you equated Love to a wounded bird. Perfectly fitting.
"I am at your mercy or Giantess, crush me or heal me. My life is at your whimsy."
Interesting write Daniel. A little bit impenetrable like the word of the title itself, but it tantalises the reader enough to investigate. I think the Ankh was a kind of sceptre if Im not mistaken? I want to google it but Im kind of locked in to the comment box on my phone. If it is though I like the divine right of Kings aspect to it.
The last two lines remind me of Ted Hughes' crow. I think its cool how you turn the form pf tbe letters into a sort of scream. Cant check the song out right now but I will after.