Black Demon *in trance*
and the fifth age was written in blood...
as the fifth element of the binding was spirit...
Again the beckoning from the darkened glass...
Again the refusal from the goddess lash...
the Waiting, bound to life...
Tasks undone, compelled strife...
And yet the Call...
The vibratory chants set to flight...
Maelstrom mirror, prismed light...
The lash bites deep...
Denying another reap...
Soft still the Call...
Motivations Delusional
Sanity's Refusal
Shadow blessed, forever betrayed
Bitter loneliness, self-exile
Apathy to life, powers deny
Rays of Mithras cross mine brow
Promising peace, sacred vows
Divine incenses, the steaming dew
Rising heavenwise, the day anew
Tranquility of thought, furrow the earth
Fertile mother, witness the birth
Bringer of light, rise with the dew
Myriad of mind, the spirit flew
Bleeding soul, wounds arrayed
Savage decay, crimson Nile
Anguish of life, solemn lie
Streaming Curses
Streaming Verses
Bound by yourself, you love your ways
See the reality crack
A meager existance, these spiritual plays
Fearful of living
Sand attempts to entrap me, gathering about my feet
As I cross by purpose, towards mine life complete
The surf churns deathly white, as Luna glances on
Illuminating the lonely bay, emboldening the siren song
The spiral of my thoughts reach a peaceful turn
As the brine's murmuring roar feeds my yearn
Mine entrance leaves scant notice upon the swells
Mine legs, mine Moses, unfolding briny trails
No hesitaion of mine purpose, will draws intensity
Stepping off into the frothy abyss, life's final certainty
Here stand fast the Fates, arraying against Light
The dark Hour draws nigh, solemn lies the night
Rise ye, follow the sign...