The Watchers are coming! The Watchers are coming! Hide your women- The Watchers are coming! Oh Yahweh, please spare my cows From those bloody Nephelim brats- Hot damn. It’s Azazel There go my daughters… -Last Prayers of a Sumerian Herder Samyaza is stalking me again Oh Ishtar, make him stop! He’s strange and uncouth andContinue reading “Last Prayers of a Sumerian Herder”
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Holy Grail
The Phoenix has fled, the Phoenix has fled She carried the Heart in her breast. The evening, it burns, the firmament turns Death weeps for the void in his chest.
Lucifer’s Heart
“You are Lucifer’s heart, made grace in Satan’s kiss. You are Lucifer’s heart, made grace in Satan’s eyes.”
Grace
Grace, croons Satan, full of flesh red and scourged, as he burns eternally. Grace, sings the Devil, feasting on sinner’s flesh, the Damned his dust bread of death. Grace? asks Lilith, after her children are murdered, and she is a mother in mourning. Grace. Says Lucifer. Over. And Over. Again. As he contemplates a shaftContinue reading “Grace”
Forbidden Fruit
O haughty angel, draped in pride,your wings the breadth of dying light.Whose feathers, wrapped in ells of eyes,span the ages of delight. Apple’s taste, as sweet as Fallenthralls the buds of human tongue,and like a mountain, proud and tall,you bend not to the Hells unsung. From bending branch you pluck the stars,dead embers for aContinue reading “Forbidden Fruit”
Temptation of Christ
Yeshua stripped in the desertwas Caravaggio weaving lightout of shadow, lamb in sin. Satan crept up like nettlesclothed in asps and dirtfor God cursed Him to be wild. (They both ask why He abandonedhis brightest Morning Stars) They spoke under vulture circles –for a moment, for days, for agesSatan beguiling, imploring, He begged. Yeshua wasContinue reading “Temptation of Christ”
Misanthrope
Love, Father said. Love the meek, for you are mighty. These sniveling things, these petty flesh and blood creatures. Love them as I love you. As you were the First in Heaven, so they shall be the First on Earth. They do not have wisdom or wit or fury. You are weak, all of you filthy humans.Continue reading “Misanthrope”
Dances with Tricksters 