A simple rose petal to caress a blighted hand stricken with rigor mortis…the shift from a wakeful peace to translate into tears
So, forth is the mercenary, the resurrected hell spawn who descended from heaven; a renewed soul self-set to be betrothed unto death
Proper inertia to seek balance, yet a reckless ignis I stand, I divided, I bombarded and thus… a twilight-ed dusk…
Corruption to engulf like a chaotic fire… War! Is upon the land…from thee Aethiopic ocean to edges of a neo-Babylon
Listen, as the trumpet sounds with a distorted glory… there upon the seventh sun the population of Jericho shall know no walls
A beloved kiss from my dearest rose, and what of the Philistines I whispered unto a shepherd boy, who stands a future king
A stone then a beheading… from grace she breathes so I dance… and I reach towards the Assyrians masked as an angel of the “Lord”
Gold, Silver and Ivory… the price beholden unto thy tribute, what say you Alexander, you shall be called great yet it’s because you slaughter.
Thus, stare your eyes into the night…hear moaning spirits who departed from this world only to call upon my newfound love ‘
A true treasure is the sight of ghouls off to pay the boatman and to find unrest within my forsaken, desolate home…
A kingdom I gave up on, seeking the heart belonging to a star in the night sky…self-righteous of me, et tu the world to pay my grievances
Thee almighty, my Brutus, and my brother Judas, wrote this score which lie as riven as the world shall be, thereafter our umbral eloping
Me and my mori, a devil’s last dream, the scope of misfortune, a gift given unto me…
Beyond the firmament I was christened as paradise’s mockery, a jester foolish enough to believe
Daring to be a bit more than a corrupted seed…I feel tormented, and incapacitated to a degree…
A vendetta calls for the hearts of angels and that of man
They all art to be the witness to the downfall of Eden…all of them shall worship death and me, no more are they to believe in JEHOVAH!!
Henceforth, I declare and utter the spell “Pandemonium ” which will cause the world to stew in its own confusion
As it did in the time of an ancient Babylon, when the tower of babel sat in the Nile delta as a beacon to rival thy “lord’s” will
Time echoed on for five hundred years, as humanity evolved into dissolution…
The more death I saw the more it felt as if she embraced me, however, the image of her prepossessing face eluded me
“Prince Erebus reduced to a common thief… stealing mortal lives because his fragile, simple heart has been broken”
Suddenly a whisper came across my ears from the gallows of darkness
“Prince Erebus, feeling crucified by his own emotions… to fall as his father did,”
“I ask who are you to pass judgement unto man, you worthless curr”
Walking towards me in the dead of night was Proserphone, a remnant soul protected by both heaven and hell
She was stolen from the land of the living by my father and chosen by him to be my incarcerated wife
Set to rule by my side in depths, although months before our marital endowment I escape with Eurus
It’s not that I did not find Proserphone an enchanting prospect, it’s just… I am a soul of the shadows thus, rebellion is in my blood
“After all this time you visit me now, my father must be finally ready to retrieve his beloved son” I spoke to her
“Be quiet you spoiled prince” she scoffed at me “I know not the deals of your father; I am here of my own accord”
“Life to me is sacred and there are cycles that must be maintained but, for five hundred years you have only brought forth the winter”
“Give unto me the harvest, let the crops know fertility and I will entice you with a deal…”
“The lot that is man is to walk free…him and is seed to be, and I will give unto you this…this which was given unto me
Proserphone then casted out the living word “Malivina” having so living magic to gather in her right hand
My eyes shifted with a quick interest as they laid upon gilded, golden pomegranate; the taste of honey knew nothing sweet
Take this Erebus, so that my world may once again know the Spring….
To be Continued…
– Renee Verona
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