Die geheimen Tageb├╝cher von einer verderbten Existenz

Behind these gates you will hear my thoughts screaming like nerves under the sun and feel my emotion laughing to the empty ether.
Welcome Dear Wanderer, make yourself at home.
The road is long and tortuous and I hope you enjoy yourself.

Fraternally Yours,
Poison Creeper

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

In the Midst of Flaming Ruins-Desire of the Few - Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio

In the midst of flaming ruins sits a scarlet woman bare
Bearing arms of blooded silver sitting stalwart on a mare
She has journeyed through salvation she has journeyed all alone
She has journeyed through the twilight to find shelter in the sun
Lashed inside a raven corset wearing heels immersed in ash
Underneath her raven cloister she is blooded, bruised and scratched
She has journeyed through forever turning feathers into stone
Dressed in nothing but her girdle she bears carnage in her soul

In the midst of blood and fire sits a scarlet woman still
She is waiting for completion waiting patiently, tranquil
She has journeyed through purgation watching crimson turn to black
She is waiting for perfection scratching symbols in her back
Clenching hands reveal a dagger made of silver, made of led
She is cutting crests of crimson carving symbols in the dead
From the apex of perfection hangs the loving Jesus crowned
Crowned in thorns of misconception as a beacon to the blind

In the midst of my desires sits a scarlet woman pure
She has journeyed through the slaughter to unveil the truth of four
Lashed inside her blooded girdle she is waiting for the rain
To deliver her from evil and deliver her from pain
Only seconds after waiting golden rain begins to fall
It relieves her aching body and revives the burning soil
As a consequence of murder foursome rises from the dew
To desire more than nothing is a hunger of the few

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