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Dark prince of hell, devoid of sacred light,
feel my heart, feeding, breathing, living.
I feed on your love, it is necessary for survival.
Meet my needs and live my life.
Two divisible by one.
Four by none.
I do not bleed silence.
An angel falls and a star is set.
This cold pierces my veins and the blood freezes still and quiet.
I cannot hear it anymore, frozen in time.
I fail my heart and mind is blackened as sun in sackcloth.
Life prevails and its strength is mortal, its force inevitable, sustained and lengthened.
Love and time and destiny their own malevolence.
I take my reluctant place in time, the continuation of magi.
In the arcarnum a symbol of eternity my sign is read from back to front.
All is reversed.
Deep as oceans and as vast, crossed continents cannot find you.
You are there, we are one.
How far must we travel to find the mortal way?
One life lost without afterlife, no more hope of eternity and immortality fails.
That is death.
Tortured silence.
Harbouring sacred desires to enthral and enslave the soul.
Half a life.
Half a death.
No life at all in the same existence.
Master and slave to time, destiny is bought by coin.
Recognise duality but do not let it sleep side by side with me.
Lost dimensions above time.
If I could feel my beating heart then I would die alone,
I feel the pulse of you within me as I lay lost.
Harrowing agony of time do not deny me this,
if I had one last dying wish be it this.
Create through touch, through thought, through mind.
By word.
AVE SATANAS! AVE SATANAS! |
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