Eerie shadows darken his ordeal
Alley-like trailing in an avenue
Licking wounds like hungry tongues
His decent towards magnitude
His revelation
In death-like slumber
Cloaked in paleness
Her trembling body in nightmarish concinnity
Still pure...
"Oh prisoner between the worlds, illuminated shalt thou be, my compassion shalt be thy redemption, gather whether thou believe"
Overwhelmed by newborn demons
He throw back his burdened head
From behind a scornful laughter towards forbidden sight
Like a spark through bones comes an awful awareness of a deeper meaning of hell, neither loss norsolitude, lithified, worshipped, forever stigmatized, a monument between the worlds, the deeper meaning of the apparently familiar, constantly asconding, chased by raging pawns, gazing straight into the sun, he anticipates the orbit of spiritual scavengers
Allured by pain and innocence
Voluptuous vermin surrounding
Demanding
Copulating like cattle
The song burst and collapsed into stillness by the wrath of the huntress
Blinded by the sun, he returned to seeing
With the darkness returned the song
Tunes from afar and visions of what he once possessed
The fire of incompletion
Purgatory completes the circle
"Finally he found redemption in destruction"
Stars remained synchronized
Gathering embracing immortality
In the darkness of singularity
Here in the darkness...