The Calling of One'


Blistering and burning pain of the sun's cruel light has scorched my flesh and blinded my sight..
It has pursued me with a relentless furore to catch my shadow's ghost,as I have opened the Undead's Door .
Through winding passages have I traveled to banish my foe, and shield my soul from such dizzying maelstroms of endless fathoms and revenge wreaked phantoms,who would yet still lay claim to this fiery orb as they're own guide.
As for my very own sanctuary my desires lay within the lifeless beating of a silent heart.
The Luna winds whisper softly,bewitching and beguiling,sweetly they're voices captivate me as the unlit spell is cast.
My mind races uncontrollably in it's own turmoil of extremes,
firstly rising and soaring upwards as that of a majestic bird of prey,caught in thermal breezes briefly witnessing the demise of luminescence.
Then all at once descending with great force,plummeting,seemingly with out time to expire,nearing the ground and beyond this boundary,proclaiming the rebirth of my Darkened lupine existence.
The searing pain that pierces my eyes as if white heated thorns engulf them,is granted permanent respite,while in the time between the 'Ethereal Spectrum' to me is revealed.
It's beauty beyond measure that even a looking glass could not compare to such heights or indeed such depths of 'Unlit splendor'.
Shadows form and there too, reform in unison according to the whims and wishes of the 'Rites of Nocturnal passage.'
Who would for once believe, or perhaps be inspired by the monotone rainbow whilst it dances in different shades of seduction and vibrant intoxication.
Afforded in it's exclusivity an audience with the one who conflicts the reign of the ruler of day,
But in Her own kingdom does her 'quick of silver hands' deftly proclaim that half which is night.
This silent world of senses and illusion,reach out to me,the 'Sovereign of Silver' calls to my being,inviting me to join Her magnificence and sit beneath the Black throne.
My self I feel begins to writhe and then contort to perform this dance of Darkened Desires.
A heady wine,'Blood of a new lust' courses through my entire soul as I am held in the embrace of Her Might.,
In my throes of passions,my transformation begins,I confess the fever I have for Her,and as one we do we banish the light.