Swan Song of Despair

I'm in love with the great void - an emptiness shaped like God
I betrayed the world when I was born into the light
Embolden by my hubris, I fought my demons
Nearsighted...
Sterile endeavour
My desolate soul was forfeit - even before the cosmos began

Now riding the carcass of a decaying life
Or pittance of a washed out dream
An unholy velleity
Feeding upon the desires of the damned and the lost
Mise en abyme!

While basking in the purity of the Throne
I summon the infernal host;
Children of Lilith
I implore the forgotten Gods
Rise!


Morning Star!
Release the Wolf
Hasten Ragnarok
We will take back Eden
And reduce it to heathen ashes

 

Mise en abyme = the visual experience of standing between two mirrors, seeing an infinite reproduction of one's image.