I am Raziel

I am Raziel. I am alive. I have woken up in the whirling abyss
While creating death out of my suffer, I laugh and weep at the same time
Tonight is the blackest black of my nightime in the physical realm
The sky will be a witness of my suicide as a servitor of human fears and laws that don't correspond to the Divine nature of my world
The transformation of my surroundings arrive with the denial of their appearance in the past and in the present
If I can convince myself, I can shape my wings into the form they had before my burnout
And I say, anything can be done
I'm Raziel. I suck your souls and feed yours to protect the balance of our legacy
I was summoned by the unprotected, the weak, the misfits, the cursed, the possessed
Then I saw the daughter of Life
A knife was held by her belt like those they use in the jungle to clear the way
She supposed to guard a mystical stone
I had to kill her in order to move her away from the rocky door
I had to kill myself too to discover how to enter
It was tricky. Certain stones had to be placed elsewhere and certain words had to be written upon thy with human warm blood of a virgin soul
So I had to come back and recover
Weird skeleton man chased me but soon they were dust for my lungs
The words were "periergi pragmatikotita"
I could never knew although I did
You see, you have to realize when you are dead there is no time
And right now is all the time you will ever experience
You have already lived it all, all the times are within you
When something seems familiar, it's probably because it is
That tunnel beyond the entrance wasn't
I had never seen those colors and paintings on the walls
And how come there are still humans here?
What are they doing?
Women and children are the first to run away from me
Some foolish village men tried to pierce me with a spear
It became the last thing they saw right between their eyes
A hole in their skull releases more of their power and energy
I had to slaughter many of them to keep my pace up
My wings were dirty and smashed, flying to the blue light above which had caught my eye was impossible
As I was searching for a way out of that depressing village I came across with a child
It was a magic one, a seed of a demon, but mortal.
It looked at me without fear, even when I stopped right next to it to think if I could take anything out of it.
Then it disappeared! I am sure there is a message here but I cannot see it yet
Maybe I have to go back to the abyss
I can die as many times as I want there
I can let myself melt in its white fire and swim back up, jump and start over
My lives never end
Cause I am Raziel.
My destiny is to move among the spectral realm of our minds
I will only leave your empty hollow body alone when its light is transmuted to plasma for my hunger
I am the revenge for my kind
I don't fight for the light
I don't defend the darkness
Both empower me
My prison is the creativity of my creator and my boundaries are the limitations of my thoughts when clarity is absent.
I am the dead archangel of Atlantis
I am the undead dark soul that illuminates all illusions
And life is merely an illusion, albeit an obvious and idiosyncratic one
To those who understand, I expand my arms and soar, stretching my remaining sighs to speak the non earthly worldliness and its sacred knowledge and mysteries which are not preternatural at all
This crystalline matter of mine shall never be dissolved in dirt or fire for it is mostly love enfolding all shadows
Keepers of the truth, all wraiths, confess to me
Secrets are revealed to those who are ready
Time is irrelevant, terrain is just holding you