Burned eyes blinded
Burned eyes bleed
Burned eyes gifted
a blessed release
Charred sockets beauty
ohhhh beauty be mine
vanquished light, shedding skin
dig in your nails...
Let a new life begin!
See without sight the sound of perfection
Cut your eyes and know my pleasure
Sear the seam to seal the wretched
Two small slits 'til consecration
Ocular thirst for immolation
Bitter ooze of hate and vision,
symbolize your souls decision
A sacred rite to all forbidden
summons life that to rest is hidden
you can see but you won't know
what you see is our soul made whole
-Mij
Seven mourning seekers gather, rally in the sky -
Summon Devicrusx the Unichron who travels,
guardian of time,
unnamed beneath the murky depths what horror soon arrives?
Messenger is harkening, the blackened skies arise.
Mother Earth is calling me back to our primal stage
Holy flames that peter out, smoldering with rage
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A universe of malformed thoughts, the burning sightless eye,
consumed by the wars we wage, charring our mind's eye.
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blue planet's pulse, it thickens and turns black,
the sadness of forsaker queen, her ivory mask does crack,
the venom of eternity - it festers in her sores,
requiem for madness truly, locked beyond the doors,
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pity - say the sightless; Seer: cast her to the waves,
thirsty is the oceans fury, to usurp our home's graves
Devicrusx is counting seconds fed through his deadened eye.
waiting for a moment perhaps, waiting then to die
Silent and observant, five which 'flect no light,
silent and unnerving, share with me their sight
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an azure pallor laced across her lips,
such a succulent cyanide,
but still I miss her hips,
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Not remembered, I wait silent in my crypt.
That Which Is Not To Be Named stirs beneath the sea.
an Eater of the dead, ivory seraph to the free
speaker of the names is beckoning to me
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A thousand shining cities, a billion echoed cries
salvation's desecration - the abhorred Yellow Sign
Mechination of the dying, engine of disease
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face of Revealer does conceal
and the shining sun sleep reveals
things the world unknown
subtle sprouts of seeds unsown
-Mij
Walt Whitman said:
"And you O my soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,
Till the bridge you will need be form'd, till the ductile anchor hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O my soul."
-from "A noiseless patient spider"
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(without title, a poem)
these are such words that touch me,
O my soul...
O my soul.
how will you fare as you travel through time
and what will you touch,
to hold onto, if you can touch.
where do the trails of dust meet, in time,
the path of one who has passed this way.
O my soul.
reach you out to others?
that may touch, untamed in true beauty,
as exposed as yourself, yet isolated in realms, of space
O my soul.
how I will weep for you, until you are born
until you return to the infinite oneness,
that is the universe's love, that is silent,
content.
O my soul, that once was all
gazed with awe upon the conception of the stars
buried within the eyes of One
and I catch a glimpse of others
a distant fleeting image, of those too,
still alone, as us all.
weighted with sorrowful, hidden, longing eyes
awaiting what all the things that never were
to always be.
O my soul.
how I will weep for you, until you are born
O my soul.
Twilight a runnin, X-death a hummin'
fall back as approach the day,
flame eye fuel spark the one new thrill,
flesh feathers on my free-fallen seraph
keen eye black beam burnt bodies battle
find favor through immortal combatan slink on back to gaeia's womb
round up the losses an lap up your wounds,
black tears from your empty-eyed boon
grit your teeth an burn away,
soul incision done with cold precision,
from succubus rip loose and flayDevicrusx glaring, The Horde - yeah - it's rarin'
snow seared eyes, yeah it freeze you blind
in infrared delusion - come on fifth solution
retch the writing on the floor,
well I know you caught a glimpse,
an I know you can't hear more
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my carapace carry me through space
can ya see a black sun, it's a rising?
deep pit of Thrulls, skinnin 'em like doves,
yeah...
electron spinner, charred corpse dinner,
I say wanna ride home with me?
from six to eleven flow chemical heaven,cut-eye thistle say a dryad nympho,
carbine key to the future's dreams
a thirsty blade I just can't live without
seductive corpse with a fish-hook mouth,
Yeah well...
I been tricked maybe once or twice,
but I never let my guard down bleedin',
I say rise to the rhythm, shake to the racket,
my sight beyond your reason, yeah...rock circled tomb with a padlocked room
how many ages think these chains can bind her?
charred eyes - she got venom inside,
clawed caress with iv'ry barbed flesh
you ain't ever seen beauty so pure,
luscious smile like a seventh shiv,
in the phoenix dying right behind my eyes,she slit my throat while I kiss her neck
we commune beyond reality and space
she say You are mine 'til the end of time,
I taint your flesh and our souls entwine.
I say it sounds like love and to me thats fine
-Mij
dismal thoughts and absolute no-things, a single strike that just isn't going, reddened eyes seeking tiny lights, seeking points of dark to eclipse with might, repetitive acts that equal nothing, self-terminate and then get going, you can't see if you can't feelyou can't feel so here's the real deal, sudden surge of unseen forces - it renders light from what you see as darkness, purifies all those who gaze, with release of their life, building an end of days
bleeding eyes that now feel love, bleeding eyes from seers blinded, mutter prayers before they're ignited, seeking hope between the stars, ascend beyond this realm's doors, sitting here it seems unreal, but close your eyes and almost feel
a whispered prayer to who you held heartfelt, cold silence unending echoes, reaching depths that you can't see, it wrench your heart 'til it breaks free, how little blood you've left to bleed
Silent husk alone and dying, a creature of your own failed trying.
Goodnight*
Long, angry rant(I'm not exactly sure what this is)*
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