The roar in me
has ever never been so lonely
IT embraces me
in lofty iridescent luminescence
which crashes into the
souls of seas
like burning searing astral fire
Will my star shine,
if it ever was ever never mine?
The only havoc in my white oath
Promises swords of flowers
As to sever all that ever discarded thee
As you from me,
shalt ever be
the devastation of all things
In it's peril,
I GRIEVE,
Like the violence of things
Which ever never
grip
and grope
and need
Like the center of thine heart
Which enterS,
like feral final fury,
like pyrite pyres
of pandoric fate
Shining astral pretty things
The only one you know
is the real empathy in you,
the real empathy IN me?
I want everything for thee cANT YOU SEE?
tHE VEILS Hath been lifted over mine head
then the sands hath been gifted
And the shining seas Wilt thou
everflowers
over my bed
In lyric
I am
the flames of almighty
Purring in the GLIMPSE
Crashing into thee
Like truest love ever never could be
I will be
I will be
Mine burning forest
The ancient taste of your heart
Shines effervescently
Give me what is mine
Give me what is mine
The armageddon shalt not see thee
Pretty
The silver Shivering vines in mine center
traverse the stars And they long for you
Can't you see,
that you long for me?
If it is desire that you hath known
May the jeweled flame
be your only home
In the hours of TEMPTATION
And everything you have ever really needed
Carry the eternally victorious one,
the empress in thine seed
In your LUCIDEST aught
the grey crystal moans
The voices which speak
Shalt ever haunt thine flesh
WIth VIGOROUS longing
I am the growl in your center
Which kindles the flare
in your deepest heart's MURMUR
Oh,
center
where hath am I?
without thee...
I am ever never honest
In suchness of cruelty
Let the binding astral fire
make me your every desire
in the heat of what is now
I am the end
roaring ethereal blinding fangs
which art thou the wanes in my
tethered untethering
This glow in the center of thine
only coil
The heart which houses the only true thing
May I be the claret which offers
neverending
The claret of strength
Neverending ever never,
to be without them
but to be with thee
This is the only strength
I hyss inside,
With the black psalm in mine ire
I am the twin alive,
black RELINQUISHED,
un-eye
Mayest thou ever be
above or below me
In the wickedest suchness
of that which I felt and feel
Wrought the death of the inner worlds truest real
I am the child with the burning havoc in me.. That is ever never everlasting
