Thirsting, waiting... - I drank a sulphur feast Then, silently... in an instant. Your flesh become me ...and I was forlorn
My grave rose to the west... for centuries long forgotten Relentless as the hungry gates of dawn and there, admist the rubble... of stones and earthly flesh, ...I laughed and served a sulphur feast.
And still it haunts me...
Drunk, with power I striked at the sun ...engulfed, fiery instant Gobbling, gobbling... I devoured the stars My universe torn asunder
Then, as dusk anrawelled... the brittle of my bones, ...a shredded mould of obelisques groutesqe I stive beneath the essence... derived from mortal men, ...cought between two parallels of death
Thirsting, waiting... - I sailed a sulphur sea where prophets and madmen - ...walk hand in hand copyright