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Song of the Master Sorceress
- Song of the Master Sorceress -
I am the Master Sorceress!
I am immortal, bound so within the flesh of a human.
There is no power in this world or the next like this…
This will, unconquered, by thousands of years of life.
Blood and iron hath strengthened me.
I am the Sovereign of Darkness!
I am undying, having died and risen, again and again.
There is no power in Heaven or Hell like unto bliss…
The orgiastic: unconquered, by any intrusion of strife.
Fire and brimstone, ever blessed be!
Of Cyprus and her sweet places, I once knew delight.
Aphrodite called me lover, worshipping God thereby!
With her, I wrought alchemical gold, sweetest pure…
Fleshless I walked in death, a child of the black night.
My bones tingled with the scents of Venus; I did cry!
Until I came to flesh, and unto pleasure once more…
I am the Master Sorceress!
I have known the rose and the cross: all their secrets.
I became the eye in the pyramid only to transcend it!
My imperial rod, thrusts deep: into Creation’s womb.
She screamed out ecstatic, and the stars fell.
I am the Sovereign of Darkness!
I have reigned with the Fallen amidst the red sunsets.
I hath beat worlds into obeisance with swords of wit!
My reach is endless, ever far, beyond the silent tomb.
I am King and Queen, amidst the fires of Hell.
From the deep places, I came to claim my pale bride.
She fled, and I gave chase relentlessly, across planes!
Where autumn lasts long, and winter waits a breath…
I found my Proserpine: the blood of gods, to imbibe.
She laughs: thus I am delighted, even as Man’s pains!
Fore she, is my intoxicant: my blackest lily of death…
Ariel, Ariel; almighty Archon: an Elder Name.
Ruler of Archons: the ravisher of the luminous maid.
The ancient indweller of mine own spiritual offspring!
I, who made Heaven shake, and made Hall afraid…
I was Lord and Lady of Shadows: Queen and King.
Ariel, Ariel; almighty Archon: the Black Flame.
In Canaan, the gore of sacrifice ran upon my stones.
As my temples arose, in the desert, death-birds flew!
The red heifers perished, burned of flesh, of bones…
As the priests dedicated, those ashes, unto me: anew.
Long, I denied my nature: I was angry with naught…
But I accept the divine in me; and myself, in full union!
Crucify a toad; it will die, in body, and every thought.
But I will always rise, and I will die only to be reborn!
Fire and brimstone, ever blessed be!
I am the Master Sorceress!
I am immortal, bound so within the flesh of a human.
There is no power in this world or the next like this…
This will, unconquered, by thousands of years of life.
Blood and iron hath strengthened me.
I am the Sovereign of Darkness!
I am undying, having died and risen, again and again.
There is no power in Heaven or Hell like unto bliss…
The orgiastic: unconquered, by any intrusion of strife.
Fire and brimstone, ever blessed be!
Of Cyprus and her sweet places, I once knew delight.
Aphrodite called me lover, worshipping God thereby!
With her, I wrought alchemical gold, sweetest pure…
Fleshless I walked in death, a child of the black night.
My bones tingled with the scents of Venus; I did cry!
Until I came to flesh, and unto pleasure once more…
I am the Master Sorceress!
I have known the rose and the cross: all their secrets.
I became the eye in the pyramid only to transcend it!
My imperial rod, thrusts deep: into Creation’s womb.
She screamed out ecstatic, and the stars fell.
I am the Sovereign of Darkness!
I have reigned with the Fallen amidst the red sunsets.
I hath beat worlds into obeisance with swords of wit!
My reach is endless, ever far, beyond the silent tomb.
I am King and Queen, amidst the fires of Hell.
From the deep places, I came to claim my pale bride.
She fled, and I gave chase relentlessly, across planes!
Where autumn lasts long, and winter waits a breath…
I found my Proserpine: the blood of gods, to imbibe.
She laughs: thus I am delighted, even as Man’s pains!
Fore she, is my intoxicant: my blackest lily of death…
Ariel, Ariel; almighty Archon: an Elder Name.
Ruler of Archons: the ravisher of the luminous maid.
The ancient indweller of mine own spiritual offspring!
I, who made Heaven shake, and made Hall afraid…
I was Lord and Lady of Shadows: Queen and King.
Ariel, Ariel; almighty Archon: the Black Flame.
In Canaan, the gore of sacrifice ran upon my stones.
As my temples arose, in the desert, death-birds flew!
The red heifers perished, burned of flesh, of bones…
As the priests dedicated, those ashes, unto me: anew.
Long, I denied my nature: I was angry with naught…
But I accept the divine in me; and myself, in full union!
Crucify a toad; it will die, in body, and every thought.
But I will always rise, and I will die only to be reborn!
Fire and brimstone, ever blessed be!
Published 22nd Mar 2013
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22nd Mar 2013 7:53am
As an illustration for this poem, I used this photo of me that I took with my webcam and added a blood red background too. It suited this poem quite perfectly, I must say!
