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A Scarlet Beast
- A Scarlet Beast -
Was it thy hand: that made of me, a scarlet beast,
Oh false divinity; who hath deceived all the masses?
When darkness falls, my time cometh to then feast!
And the hot fires in my heart sing like pretty lasses.
Hotter than Hell and redder than blood they blaze!
My hand shall cast a dark shadow upon desolations,
As: I cast upon all the land my most terrible gaze.
Red gown flowing, I join in infernal celebrations...
Running wildly in the night, I beheld the distant stars…
Back in a time less civilized, upon the world of Mars.
Two full moons hung in the sky, and thick the forests,
I came nigh to where a princess had laid down to rest.
Daughter of a goddess was she, so dear to my heart,
That I vowed to make her mine by every wicked art!
By the hair I took her and she awoke smiling broadly,
Her fanged teeth like a wolf’s, cunning and predatory.
So beautiful and yet terrible was she that I did gasp…
She wrapped her arms around me, an inhuman grasp!
Men called me vampire, consumed by lustful thirst.
Demons and angels I had walked with as companions!
In Eden of old, I was far, far older if not like the first.
But death had its' way with life, in a mad abandon...
Though beyond the cemeteries and tombstones today,
She whom men call Death reigns in splendors below.
With the souls of many kindred at her side and sway!
Those: whom Lilith and I sired, which the gods know.
Oh child of Lucifer, I knew thy mother with equal fire,
And on that evening I basked in the heat of thy desire!
Thy teeth upon my flesh, thy claws scratching wildly…
The woods that became a desert shook, ne’er mildly.
We were as wolves that night, as we howled so loud,
And did all that we pleased, all that is not oft allowed.
Forbidden lust and longing sated, madness so insane!
Pleasure so intense and wicked, that it must be pain…
Inhuman cries of ecstasy, and in thy green eyes bright,
I lost my very humanity, and I found release that night.
They cannot remain entombed, and so they arise all,
When Samhain cometh, once a year, its' chill rising.
Once men called me a god, before my prideful fall!
Though now their fear of me is hardly surprising...
For I was there when the sands of Mars grew hotter.
I was there, when the planet of the gods knew war!
My hands created wonders greater than any potter...
And I loved my goddess, who now is called a whore.
Only we gods of old, could love with such zealotry…
That I worshipped in thy arms, with apostate idolatry.
Like a silver bullet to my heart, the dawn came soon,
And I had to bid farewell to thee and to the moons…
For Lucifer awaited me in her home in the mountains,
A temple on a ziggurat: full of gardens, and fountains.
Whatever lupine spirit had possessed me mercilessly,
Thy passion sated, so that I could depart contentedly.
Some nights I remember our love, and I howl again…
For the wolf is still within me, as new journeys begin!
The Abyss welcomed me, when in exile I fled of old,
Pursued by the angels whom mankind adores as such!
Now I pursue a destiny written by a power more bold.
And when darkness falls, this beast will have much!
Of desire and wanton dreams, to drink of till sated.
Dost thou know my name; I have so many as are true?
I have seen past glory fall, and with succubi mated.
Look in the darkness, for there: where doth ensue...
The revels of the fallen, I shall ever be looking back!
Mine eyes see your own, and we shall be one in time.
Until the stars fade and die, leaving only voids black...
You shall remember my words as spoken in this rhyme.
Was it thy hand: that made of me, a scarlet beast,
Oh false divinity; who hath deceived all the masses?
When darkness falls, my time cometh to then feast!
And the hot fires in my heart sing like pretty lasses.
Hotter than Hell and redder than blood they blaze!
My hand shall cast a dark shadow upon desolations,
As: I cast upon all the land my most terrible gaze.
Red gown flowing, I join in infernal celebrations...
Running wildly in the night, I beheld the distant stars…
Back in a time less civilized, upon the world of Mars.
Two full moons hung in the sky, and thick the forests,
I came nigh to where a princess had laid down to rest.
Daughter of a goddess was she, so dear to my heart,
That I vowed to make her mine by every wicked art!
By the hair I took her and she awoke smiling broadly,
Her fanged teeth like a wolf’s, cunning and predatory.
So beautiful and yet terrible was she that I did gasp…
She wrapped her arms around me, an inhuman grasp!
Men called me vampire, consumed by lustful thirst.
Demons and angels I had walked with as companions!
In Eden of old, I was far, far older if not like the first.
But death had its' way with life, in a mad abandon...
Though beyond the cemeteries and tombstones today,
She whom men call Death reigns in splendors below.
With the souls of many kindred at her side and sway!
Those: whom Lilith and I sired, which the gods know.
Oh child of Lucifer, I knew thy mother with equal fire,
And on that evening I basked in the heat of thy desire!
Thy teeth upon my flesh, thy claws scratching wildly…
The woods that became a desert shook, ne’er mildly.
We were as wolves that night, as we howled so loud,
And did all that we pleased, all that is not oft allowed.
Forbidden lust and longing sated, madness so insane!
Pleasure so intense and wicked, that it must be pain…
Inhuman cries of ecstasy, and in thy green eyes bright,
I lost my very humanity, and I found release that night.
They cannot remain entombed, and so they arise all,
When Samhain cometh, once a year, its' chill rising.
Once men called me a god, before my prideful fall!
Though now their fear of me is hardly surprising...
For I was there when the sands of Mars grew hotter.
I was there, when the planet of the gods knew war!
My hands created wonders greater than any potter...
And I loved my goddess, who now is called a whore.
Only we gods of old, could love with such zealotry…
That I worshipped in thy arms, with apostate idolatry.
Like a silver bullet to my heart, the dawn came soon,
And I had to bid farewell to thee and to the moons…
For Lucifer awaited me in her home in the mountains,
A temple on a ziggurat: full of gardens, and fountains.
Whatever lupine spirit had possessed me mercilessly,
Thy passion sated, so that I could depart contentedly.
Some nights I remember our love, and I howl again…
For the wolf is still within me, as new journeys begin!
The Abyss welcomed me, when in exile I fled of old,
Pursued by the angels whom mankind adores as such!
Now I pursue a destiny written by a power more bold.
And when darkness falls, this beast will have much!
Of desire and wanton dreams, to drink of till sated.
Dost thou know my name; I have so many as are true?
I have seen past glory fall, and with succubi mated.
Look in the darkness, for there: where doth ensue...
The revels of the fallen, I shall ever be looking back!
Mine eyes see your own, and we shall be one in time.
Until the stars fade and die, leaving only voids black...
You shall remember my words as spoken in this rhyme.
Published 8th Jan 2012
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