din

 
the dark din with quiet reserve
rolling under the surface with discontent
feast upon the vessels of need
intent to do midnight's bidding

in the gracious kingdom
you my Queen are ancient
evolving in strength and power
cross dimensional traveling
intercepting messages of great importance
relaying the call to action

inside the decayed mindset of the emaciated elite
witness their folly underestimating the hunger of the initiates
transposing existences in the otherworldly places

sanity in the insane notions
darkness breeds rebellion
the masses breathe the air of the high council
it is in the same sphere of things we excel
alliterating behaviors so there can be some symbiosis between classes of being

my Queen open your eyes and recognize your shortfalls
a stillborn thought lay in your way
aborted before it could form

blink open your eyes and behold your heir
a new kingdom in the making