Crown the impulse of the fallen.
Defeat in spiritless action — isolation
Descent — crawl in the remnants,
one thousand lies, Restaging
— torching a world left behind
Cross the fathomless void &
Deride the embers of faith.
Waiting for the call within,
the spark of sin.
Ever reminiscent, the coming of a storm..
See the beauty of nature's order
(the No-thing)
The phenomenal natural life?
Burning of oppression,
Burning the inventors,
Burning is the killing hand.
Be that of the darkest sin
To frustrate hope and love.
(Resurgence)
Feasting on debris from celestial wars
Burning in the sky,
Beyond the realm of space-time.
Sequence of the nucleus,
The glowing particles in flight.
We ride,
The beast of heaven our guide.
Racing through the vastness,
Constellations in disarray.
That dark would have always existed
To bare witness to the light.
Sweet endless spontaneity!
Perpetually plunging through,
invisible, So seamless.
Joints of time cannot shackle the beast.
©infj-loki
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