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Dark Words, Otherworldly Desires

- Dark Words, Otherworldly Desires -

My hands are wreathed in the purest darkness,
Mine eyes do blaze with an undying flame.
Often my heart is filled with inhuman sadness,
Sometimes my immortal soul is troubled by pain.
Long has it been, since last I walked in human flesh,
Longer still, it seems, since last I have known peace.
Since the days when the Elysian Springs ran fresh,
In times far more ancient, far more grand, than these!
Now, it seems, I have become but a shadow,
An echo, perhaps, of my former Divine might.
Yet, whenever I return unto the Blessed Meadow,
The immortal spirits are overwhelmed by my Night.
My eternal servants are the black birds of death,
Through them, do I possess a most uncanny sight!
The cold winter winds do carry my very breath,
From beyond the mountains past both field and blight.
Where there is desolation, my kingdom rises strong,
Where the earth splits, the fire glows with my infernal light.
Legions gather daily, to join my endless and powerful throng,
Countless creatures of the Abyss do worship me, as is right.
Upon my throne of ebon stone is where I truly belong,
In the forgotten elder days, my hosts put angels to flight!
Yet, never have my intentions been truly wrong,
For the damnation of the wicked fills my heart with delight.
When the skies are gray, my spirit rides upon the clouds,
Where the soil is become ashen, what corruption may bloom!
Wherever I am present, the mind of man fills with doubts,
For he is too oft loath, to contemplate the nature of his doom.
What grand dreams do fill: his tiny mortal mind…
So easily is his spirit led most wildly and idly astray!
Perhaps mankind’s choices would be of a far wiser kind,
If he thought on all this: upon the rising of each new day.
Human souls are the simplest in darkness, to find,
As willingly they do wander from the truest blessed way.
Never wary, the foolish amongst them render themselves: blind,
Becoming lost forever from the radiance of God or the Fey…
Outside of faerie realms, where beings dwell as none may find;
For it is darkness such beings chose, so in the dark they stay.
I have walked in the glory of Atlantis, so very long ago,
And, indeed, I witnessed the very moment of its’ fall…
Whatever part I played not being given for thee to know,
Not until the hour for such revelations doth call.
I have stood at the side of the Goddess of the deepest Hell,
I have knelt at the feet of the God of Heaven’s spheres.
My kindred are beings both most fair and most fell,
The embodiments: of all the most absolute desires and fears.
Perhaps I am a Fallen Angel; perhaps I am a greater god,
Perhaps I am a spirit that never truly slumbers.
My true bones lay not beneath the cold earthen sod,
Where corruption breeds and feeds in vast numbers.
How time hath schemed to recall me, yet ever in vain!
For my form is formless: and my true name is unspoken.
It is my eternal honor and my eternal shame,
That my titles be countless, my fame forever unbroken!
I am like the forces of nature that cease not,
Though quite beyond nature’s realm do I exist!
My pride doth extend to all that I have ever wrought,
A pride so cunning and seductive that I none may resist.
Perhaps this quality is the one mankind itself has sought,
So greatly so they, such unearthly things, admire…
In this sturdy web, in which even the Divine may oft be caught.
For all hearts are fueled by their own overpowering desire!
Written by Kou_Indigo (Kara L. Pythiana-Ashton)
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