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Black painted hearse idles slowly,
Procession follows at a morbid pace,
The pallbearers steady in their march,
Befitting this most sacred ceremony

Ornate brass handles clasped
By solemn faced black clad men
Shining black casket lid

Dusk has arrived and we are all lonely
Gardens stand still like stone
We look to the clouds for they form epic pictures
Meaningful to some, meaningless to others.

The earth stands still, the air is silent
We all dream together, yet we are all alone
The world is a lonely place, for all to pity our existence

Floods of tears oppose your beauty
Condoling this love which lay shattered
Never exploring the depths of affection
Broken from rejected devotion

Lamented pleas of my yearning
Ignoring while you persist in hurting
Excessive trifling assured this demise

My candle burns through
As I awaken from my astralic dreams
Seems like years have passed by

And now I write
I have found the ability in my mind
To be able to portray the future

Equilibrium shatter'd, in momentous disarray
Formulation of all texts and knowing
Concrescence of begining to end
Quashed with insensate effortlessness

SAPIENTIA - the wisdom through all nature
SOPHIA - the nature of all wisdom

Like the joining of two mighty seas
The star stream of darkness meets
The paleness of dawn
Shattering the backbone of night
From the horizon and across the skies

Brilliant flames first red
Climb slowly to the white heat,

The voice of a choir, echoes unto me
With resplendence, a passage of moonlight
Trickles slowly across the forest floor
Through many branches, reaching out to the stars
I gaze, I wander through the vastness
Of the nightshade, desiring nothing
A journey of darkening begins
Immersed pleasures must cease

As the sun goes down and darkness arrives
My mind flees from fear of death
Suicide has taken so many lives
I am at the stage where I cannot decide
To take my life or to go on living
Is this a sin please tell me God
I mourn at the thought of my loved ones death
It seems that there is nothing left for me

...Heads Bowed...
A moment of bitterness overcomes me
The object is there but I am not ready
The spirits are whispering waiting to engulf me
Mezmerising chimes distant and abstracted

...The Descent...
I enhance the object of stone, a statue

I'm failing to bring peaceful emotions
For a reason which I cannot perceive
But for a moment I am lost
In my own mind, alone
Those painful memories come flooding back
Like a sea of tortured deities
I will die believing life is worthless
For depression describes my every thought

It was and shall ever remain
As distant as the stars
For the darker planes and us
Lie and sin embrace beauty
Together and alone are one
Of hope and destiny.

Foretold of the symbol

A mountain of harmony peaking with vibrance
In the firmament of non-being
Gathering mist and drawing mystic essence
And bleeding its golden blood

Remembrance of the transcending moon
Pale, tranquil, distant ....
And further...

Thy vessel emptied
No longer this temple a master
Through blood relieved
Is soul retrieved

Immanence of eternity
False promise of mythologies
Majesty of infinity

Sensations of immaculate thought
Dwell once more within
The mountains tower heavenwards
For so long they have watched the earth

They know the secrets of life
The know that which we may never know

Tied to a wooden stake
Left in the forest to dies
Struggling to break free
Thoughts of my life passing by

The howl of a nearby wolf
Echoes carried in the winds
My shivering beaten body hoping

Sometimes I feel, long ago life took the last breath from me
Life itself, the grand enemy
The white bride of wretched death, did guide me through gardens grey
The fruit of which, would only fall to rot away

Amidst such vast gardens, even the sun itself doth seem so pallid
And the once glorious moon, its pallor so unhallowed

Like tears from a grieving heart
We flow to the deepest depths
Every crevice is filled
With the memories of depression
A sea on earth is a sea of tears
Forever being added to
For mankind to drown in
The shards of shattered hope

Crystal elixir, laps at far distant shores
Pastel-grey plumes, lick at mountainous peaks
Oceanic depths swell is disrupt.

Sands from long lost age, upheave restlessly
Pain, its grey hues permeate cosmos
Divine hierarchies cry piteous bellows.

A morbid pageantry of our King's facade
Knelt before the sire, clasped in hand the jewel
"Soma is the teardrop of Agni"
The winding chambers, a portrayal of royalty
Secrecy deepening, unfolding enigma
Stretching far beyond the mystic dawn
Oh enchanter of the Februar winds
Spoke blue blooded tongues with rich enthronement

Seething undertows shape searing limbs
Relentless fuel for the eternal fires
The flames devoured the seeds that contained them
Long inert spirits have risen in restless glee.

The once harmonious strings that bind the universe
Have been tuned to dischord.

You shall be cast down
Before even dreams were dreamt of
There existed misery
Epitome of gods and men alike
Tormented as they struggled
Amidst chaos, twisted beings did mesh as one
Not yet beyond the veil
To be as waxen idols...

Sun of midnight, burn, flicker, dance with thee
Flaming soul of purity, burn, unite with thy oracle

Beautiful scent of everdark melodies
Cascading thy heavenly fruit

A drop of water descends, becoming thy body
The monad of all elementals

A suffocation of the senses
A senseless suffocation
Water-filled streams have long since dried
Was there ever any other way?
Or was this bleakest destiny our plague?

A dread impending
Like suicide's omniscient plea

When the waters cover the earth once more
And the great sea weeps again
Darkness shall coke the dying light
And the almighty king sun bleed

Only then shall we come to know
That which is our mortal thirst

Silence falls from its sleepless slumber
The night breeze falls to the dawn
Soundless, solemn, sun broken sky
Cried her dirges forlorn;

Through winding paths
White cold wrath burnt frozen blood