Set upon the lights, to grace these nights that came
With august steps, arousing the dormant flame
Bleak shadows rain forth upon damnation’s seed
Until far-gone wounds like flowers reopen to bleed
Drifting towards agonies unspoken
In darker cerements I lay these scarlet words
Torn from this frail corrupted bliss inside
And brought to the emotional slaughter in herds
All mirth has fled, escaping my sight
In crimson tear-soaked visions enfolded
As the soul-draining process continues
Repeating itself immortally
Storms of vibrant black thoughts
Embedded in tidal distress
An inward dusk twisted into form
Breeding quiet torments evermore
The heart of the void be my solemn bed
And incessant my sleep by nightmares wed
On thorns I crawl through delight turned to dust
While enochian choirs fuel my disgust