Ungodly virtues you bleed
Igniting the pyre dance,
Your victorious funeral march,
slaughter-exalted trance?
Sacred halls spilling chants
evil rides far to call.
Whirling like a dervish
reaches deep into my soul.
A blanket of lucid smoke
pours from betwixt the pages
Forbidden secrets unfolding
tearing the shroud of ages.
Rider of 1,000 chariots
when will you say goodbye?
What will bring to an end,
your effort to subdue time?
Relight the mortal candles
‘tween the heavens and earth.
Extinguish the dark mystery
of life’s great rebirth.
©Feb 26, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic
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