“O Harbinger of Death!
Thou who guisest in wise warm and red,
give ear to my supplications and cast not aside this faithful servitor.
Rise, Lady of Demise!
Thine is the scepter of will razor-sharp.
Thy love be manifest through the veins of wintry light,
thy fatal kiss a seal upon the forehead of this renegade
abhorring the despotic Nightmare White.
Rise, my Muse of War Delight!
Sing me a lullaby, and dispel the sway of the counterpart
that I may be made witness to the gnosis of the night.”
Dame Esurience bore through the flames of the fireplace, staining the floor with tar.
She sat by the windowsill as she punctured her skin with a silver needle and shrieked.
In the wake of her displeasure, Lady Rave convulsed her way out of her vessel.
“Needst thou disturb my rest?”
Shadows of non-pretense stacked behind the sleeper –
the conjuring of wrath past the starless ancient prison.
“Canst thou hear the cries of thy breed?
The seedling of thy deeds invokes the parentage of sublime conquering.”
Dame Esurience left the window in a whim
and danced upon the obscenity her visit had begotten.
“Quintessential beast of blackness unforgotten,
new blood reaches out for torment.”
“Cease, foul thing of human conscience!” Lady Rave snarled
with might of self-belonging.
“Leave this cave of wonders undiscovered and my justice yet unbroken.
Leave my cave of cosmic pathways.
Return to the master who thee gaveth breath and order.”
Star-dust, madness, fire!
Of being blinded I am tired!
Primeval Darkness, interlace my spirit and body.
Venerated home, engulf me with power.
Mother of Relentless Sempiternity – my pride, my bloodline –
claim me as yours as I thee pronounce mine.
Our union shall prevail for all time.
“Fool!” cried the viper of warfare
by fire, revenge, and mist of sway –
fury, madness, and eager to pain.
Thou hast invoked about the end.
Vera riseth to this place –
the titaness, the peerless grace.
Hers is a side where no soul findeth rest.
Thou hast chosen putrefaction
to polish the black diamond of the depths.
The scales weigh above thy head.
Truth will be the death of thy mortal shell.”