As the flaming vortex of gorecloud arabesque Concealed the moon’s cadaverous masque The nightskies sang bitter serenades to the earth Where my body was lying onward to rebirth Dyed scarlet, and mantled in the midnight fog In the frigid blackness lifeless I slept All my feverous visions bore her image When an ardent necromantic wind Blew my nightmares to naught
Fettered by the cold chains of silence At last, in tears I awoke Orphaned and forlorn in the desert realm Of my own nine hells within “Sweet godless leprous seraphs, I’ve become your kin!”
They led me ‘mongst the deepest winter Through fiery meadows, where the dreamside dies To find her phantom in frosty rapture In the clandestine gloom, where she took my cries
I drank deep of the celestial sea With my hands raised to the raven skies And crowned by the moongrief above I loosed my cheerless sighs
“Wretched are the kingdoms Where I’ve been banished to reside Through the ravage of oblivion I sought comfort, yet my wounds are still wide.”
Through obscurity flavoured with mist Eternally I shall roam and bleed For the one who cursed me to crawl Where leprous angels breed