Come Forth

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Another piece on the dark side of things.

Submitted: August 14, 2018

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Earth bedewed with seed of death
 
The young and old take final breath
 
Sheds the blood red tears
 
It just as the oracles feared 
 
And I saw the heart of youth
 
Before a dark smile adroning the predator's tooth
 
Painfully torn out by the mighty Apep
 
Then the heavens truly wept
 
Heart which still wants to live

But it has no more life to give
 
Here among the sonorous chorals
 
The divines continue their quarrels 
 
Of mourning clothed with rain of blood
 
Before death plays its part
Innocence touches the heart
 
But this touch penetrates only empty air
 
Embracing silence's dead lair
 
There is no life but time for a shadow
 
Brought forth by youth and light's woe
 
And time for a night

To spread the darkest of blights
Mithras and Abraxas I call upon thee
 
Set your followers free
 
Serpent power awake the dawn
 
Make the seeds grow as they awken and yawn
 
Rise the pyramids of the inmost flame
 
Invoke the beast with no name
 
To break through
 
It's hunting for you
 
The priests chant with each breath
 
 For illusions of life and the phantoms of death

To exist is not given to you
 
For you are now in its finality and threw
Oh Asar, you are the Past One
 
Devour the suns
 
Go and dwell among the sorrows of Asi
 
Prevent the coming  anastasi
 
Awaken I dream and see sleeping divines
 
No more than immortal swine
And I draw the curtains of all planes
 
Reaching to both the holy and profane 
 
The veil of Isis and thou art as Persephone
 
From the death god's right throne
 
Who touches the flowers of the nether realms
 
Adorning the skull helms
 
 I descend into the depths of thought
 
Seeking  flames and kingdoms of naught
 
To find thee in the kingdoms of infernal levels
 
To see past spheres of the devil
 
In the labyrinth of thy mind
 
To bring thee to life andto give a form
 
Conjuring the perfect storm
 
To incarnate into the flesh
 
Bearing plate and armor of metal mesh
 
To give priceless jewels and by sages called delight
 
And the senses of the earth dark at night 


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