Prophecy of Flame
Prophecy Of Flame
Lord Selvmord

I feel thy Surreal Dominions..
Conjuring thy prophecy..

Ebony garbed shalt thy
prophecies be

Horrid faces
Wilting dreams
Abhorrence
Gleaming with
the flickering
of the flames
of thy prophecy.

A Lichened
Monument
Of Apocalyptic
Visions, bestowed..
A Journey
Through flames
to the eternity
of thy rapture
a rapture
which I
hath pined
since these
visions commenced

Desires..in the darkest of nights..

A Sorrowful Chorus
Drowning In The Screams
Below In A Fire
Forged By Ancient
Tales In Tongues
Long Forgotten

Leave Now And
Never Come Back
It's Far To Warm
For You
It Should Be So
Cold That You Suffer
Perpetually And In Forever
You Will Freeze

Eyes frozen in the scorn
of twin chapels ablaze
blood of innocence
and blasphemous ruin..
Eternal Martyrdom
And Eternal Rapture
Captured in the essence
of thy beloved..
prophecies..

In the shadows cast
I see twin goat horns
blazing with the fires
of foresight.