Al Khem: G.O.S.

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warning: poetry



G.O.S.

I looked into the centre
of the glory of the sun
I thought I would repent of
the evil I have done
I sought at last to enter
the infinite within
I thought I would repent of love
and thus give up my sin
I wrought a crown in gold
and taught my flesh and bones
to kneel and take hold
of the glory of the throne
the naked king commands
the sphinxes black and white
the sun was a sword in his hands
and the earth was alive with his fight
so I took up my crown
and rose to the abyss
I poured my venom down
and lost myself in bliss
and found myself again
throughout all time and space
I concentrated every thing
in the consecrated place
where in the desolation
of the Holy Whore and Beast
I stood: abomination
with the thunders of increase
beyond all love and hate
beyond pleasure and pain
yet still I couldn’t wait
to do it all again
I looked upon the law
and swelled with burning pride
desire written in the stars
a fuck that never dies
woe is the song of the weak
joy is the life of the free
so pray for my enemies
they need it more than me