Glorior Belli

Cycles of hatred Deathlike dissolution I rode beneath thy burning eye; In thought that can alone Ascend, and so be A partner of your crime. Heralds have known, Dreamt for thy Infinity... Over every spot that has been by you caressed From columns high

I am the raging fire, a clandestine flame Fill my lungs with dirt from the graves Starlit cosmic charge in Luciferian skies My every cell burns with all that is dead And My soul from out that shadow that lies floating On the floor Shall be lifted, Ne

Psalms of terror, the altered verses of the holy. Evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the human's high estate. Vast forms, that move absurdly to a discordant melody. While, like a ghastly threat through pale skins, A hideous tumour rush out & l

On a starred night Lucifer uprose. Tired of his domain accused the fiend. Above the rolling sphere in a cloud part screened, where believers embrace their wildest realm. Poor prey to his hot fit of pride were those & now upon his western wing he lean

Fractured delight, the spirit bends Still this body never breathed. Affected glimpses, behind my lonely hill of strangeled shadows, Have fled. With voiceless words attached, A stillness to which no silence can compare. Though as the crack subsides, a

Light is sour blood spilled from pregnant skies. Frothing & turning, ignoring dead wings as they drift by. It reveals blood & rust from twisted faces. Long shadows are the devil & death the cold breeze. Coughing & choking in the fading nig