Heavenly lights
Mark the end of Eon
Seven lights
As if strings were attached
Would be harmony…
Almost hearing the angles
I placed my divinity
Inside the music of the spheres
When a ritual regicide came to be
My faults
My Seniority
Balanced out
Ten smaller cycles of time
Which twined together
Constitute a great year
Based on a germ of truth
Even now I shudder to think
Something will have to die
Seven heavenly lights gleam down
Allowing the faithful to cry
Awe, compassion, assurance
Non-existent narcissist
A Mythological flood
There elapsed 432,000 years
When the doors open on nothing
540 doors… come, the day of wolf
Divine warriors attentive
Ready to engage the anti-gods
In a battle of mutual annihilation
Something has got to die
__________________ Bow before, Crawl beneath, Dance around my altar. If you grovel long enough, Someday I will let you be as pure.
