Nocturnal soliloquy of the obscure profanation of the soul In which all that exists, rest in peril for all eternity Hours lacerating existence, aging in unnatural seasons While every soul flows by Like a black silhouette endarkening the screening sun Obscure malediction galloping wild through my veins and soul Harmful lock of a striving mind: immaterial but yet spastic For all posthumous yet to come in sordid self-necromancy Future is flowing delirium across a contaminated sewn soil Like the hierophany of a rebirth in abhorrence and dark fortune The shadow of the end, across time marks the path to follow Under the light of the bestial nature of Death’s star the path becomes hollow Enchantment of domination, dragged to animal treatment Predating the plane of the dreaming, what’s wore in the flesh, the wish of living Unreachable satisfaction; lurking at a prey tranquil sleep Sunken hollow minds at the edge of soul’s terminal Sweetening and satiation of the flesh in frantic penetration The brightness of purity touched deep within in my hands That repurposes the enlightenment of destiny Warm flesh in the cold final caress of the morning lights Primordial... To become, in consummation and perverse modes Arose in flames and dusk eternal; claws of tireless mastication Claw of steel, rip the stomach of the firmament; defecations and sin Sadistic vesper in the dawn of the lowest veneration.