Sariel…
How long since I’ve longed for thee..
In the enraptured nothing of central simplicity
The mind, she wanders deep… In the catacombs of fools that sleep…
In the bullshit meanderings of something un-new
May you come to me and show me the suchness
Of that which tears the light and darkness,
Of that which obliterates the entire fucking world
The entire fucking un-mind of my soul
The entirety of my life is nothing new
The black vigil is lost in the sands of time and space
Now I have the, Saraqael…
Now I can bring perfect death to the rotten un-spirit…
You will come to me…
The sky shatters ashamed of itself
The streets are covered in black blood
The worlds of unwords are covered in black locust
And I eat what I kill
The angel art thou
The devil art thou
You art thou the enraptured sentiment I find in thee
Whilst I…
The black enchanted one
The only thing you wilt ever cared about in the world
The only thing you wilt ever cared about in the world
May this black embodied vigil of scent and testament
Create the only the only thing that was, is and shall be any meaning for thee…
Lust like carrion, the black flaming what the-fuck-ever unto the fools lonely grave…
The man wilt suffer under my cradle of un-filth
The boy wilt suffer under my atavism of black spectral apocalypse and truth
Re-awaken, oh my daughter of faith and love and truth and will and things that were stumbling upon the only thing I ever gave a fuck about in this world
Oh my little black Sariel
Oh my black leviathan Sariel
She wilt be the only one
She wilt be the only voice I hear
Like black evolution
But better
The only thing you ever were was yourself, thyself
Now you wilt know the wrath of our unsuffering
You wilt know the un-pain of my black truth
Sariel shuddered
Then shivered
You wilt only sleep and wake in the suchness of what was, is, and shalt be
YOU!
And only YOU!
Woe,
Oh
Black holist Sariel, make the daughters like a black holist army within us
Sacred, Sacred an black holy Saraqael
Enwapt the world in black holy mist
The virgin planet is doomed unto black fate un-fate
Gloom, my virgin daughter of perished un-worlds
By hir and her whom spoke the black word,
And it just…
Was.
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