2. The Spider's Kiss
Doors of his face, the lamps of his mouth
Vargant Lord of plagues
And deserts; he speaks on behalf
Of savage and of charm
Thus loathsome and beautiful twin
Skilful, frigid hands.
So subtle the nature of sin.
The spider's kiss
Aesthetics bizarre
For many in shapes of the beauty unversed
Multiform it's species;
Vestments and vestures are diverse
Spider's kiss
So charming, attractive, delicious and sweet
There's a grace in vile, a glamour,
Enjoy the unique
Comes now impetuous tide to waters wild,
Seas, ship furrowed not
Comes now the concept
Left to minds alert
A day when great is subverted.
And will we mourn over his gifts?
Nescient of the gloom, once sent to a realm of eclipse...
Former nevermore
Their commonness has passed us by.
Mortal architects, we raise the pathology high...
3. Whatever That Tempts
From distant wave to hurricane
From secret lust to world aghast
And pain inane
Yes, chaos proliferous
Chaos spawn, grown
From serpent speech to deeds eldritch
From blow to storm
From high-raised hands to interment
And hate innate
As the plot unwinds
As these pestilent spores we imbibe
... Forever rage's becoming guide
Burn every seed-
Whatever that tempts, that enslaves,
Whatever that they've unleashed upon.
Us; another triumph of hate
Another spirit in quest
The link of wrath in a chain of scorn.
Every doubt...
Too blotesque the icon they paint
What is this substance to call it God?
The poison is vomited out,
It's a vicious art.
4. Feral Garden
Behold, let's vision take your heart!
Garden,
Where iron like father reminds brothers
Of their consanguinity, averting bloodshed.
Where beasts, tired of roaring, rise and
Gaze at the sky, and are there so many
Of them 'cause they have a different
Vision of God?
Where low bird brings the gold of
Sunset and all the might of it's
Conflagration; lions dream, having their
Faces on pads.
Garden, garden where wolves lick cold
Iron and the glance of a beast
Means more than wisdom itself.
Garden, we haunt with ease-
Feral in the masses
Garden, man-made cosmos.
Where eagle falls downwards like idol
From temple roof,
And sometimes he seats with a wings so
Strangely spread.
Does it seem for him he's
flying high over the mountains?
Or does he pray?
Or is he hot?
