The Forest God

I have found myself in the stillness of the air
adrift in the hours of twilight
as another day has fallen prey to my efforts
the hounds lay still
and God whispers to me of a moonless night
laughter erupts from the both of us
as we dance there in the shadows
it was the night I grew swords and spears
from the depths of my eyelids
and he felt fear for the first time

my light had been fading for nearly a decade
my heart grew cold
and my mind was the reason for this folly
never again was I to swoon before her majesty
the Goddess of Night
I waged a war darker than black
word had spread of the wonder
the Ashborn Kings fled their keeps
all men, all women, and all their spawn
had fallen to my blade

I am weak, no more
not like the years that came before
madness is a fate I can no longer speak of
voiceless in the night
I wander
onward to places out of reach
seeking treasures out of mind
rending the flesh from my own body
I know your name
and my doubt reclaims the throne

new words have fallen into play
the essence of a nameless torment
I linger on in this darkening world
knowing that we suffer
knowing that we die
struggle is the norm in this new era
my heart clings to a new drumbeat
a new song
a new way for my eyes to burn

the day begins for those that slumber
the night begins for that wake
I rise from a bed of moss and loam
my eyes shut
the wind stirs around me as I shift
and shake the earthen bonds that I’ve broken
mountains move, the forest quakes
bring me a soul to mold anew

again I serve
again I break


The Divine Malady

I’ve searched endless eternities for your eyes
For the earthen words to match ‘your grace’
No harm can come to those we’ve touched
Or to those that drink the coral rain
No calm to find without your face
And rancor reigns when we give chase

To gods that promise life eternal
In their eyes we suffer still
In light, in dark
And all the colour
We dance and play and linger


Torn of flesh, and bloodied thrill
Cause, effect and blinded rage
We talk of travel
Ever inward
To fan the flames of our free will

In the gardens of our mind
I’ve found the stones to set us free
Beneath their bones I’ve grown my heart
To measure time and all its reasons
To count the countless years apart

I know you’ve see me in the clouds
And I’ve marked our memories in the ground
I’ve watched you change from blue to red
And followed your path from air to bed
Traversed the clifftops of duality
Back and forth into the sound

The many measures overbearing
The mind, the heart
A rogue in love
But not uncaring

My cause to know a soul’s calamity
In the dark of life
I linger
Bringing hours to the storm
You gift the world with your divinity

Even now I see it clearly
The face that brought this fate to me
My mind races as I lay beneath the stars
The earth
Moving in the way of stones

‘What time is it?’

You sing to me in dulcet tones

A Dark Promise

there are times when I lose my words
dark moments in time when I feel no warmth
and there is no living thing that can save me
I feel no emotion
no love, hate or remorse for the things I’ve done
I kill without reason
without cause or country to drive my sword

I move through worlds without direction
hearing the faint sound of music in the distance
yet it comes to me only after a kill
only after I have stripped the life essence from another
be it creature of light or darkness
all I see is a means to an end

I end life in order to hear the sounds of my own
I find the music that I hear in the void beyond this one

there are children calling my name in the afterlife
so many of them
and all those that fell to my blade
they are nothing beside the voice of these children
blind, deaf and demonic masses
calling to me constantly from beyond the veil of life

I cling to sanity as I move forward through this hell
a hell of my own creation
dark maladies beat my body until I fall
what is this wretched creature I’ve become
a lifeless husk without a home
I am merely a vessel for the blind hatred that stirs within

church bells ring out in the distance
dark forms appear all around me
I am frozen in doubt as a new sensation presents itself
I am beside myself with this new disease
blinded by it, I lunge at the darkness


and again I throw myself at those around me
I strike only when their weapons find me

and I struggle onward

only when the devils appear, do I strike
and only when the moon lingers in full
do I call out thy name

Sweet Mother of Moonlight
scar me with your deathly embrace
fold your arms into mine
and guide me to the world we once loved

swallow the poisons you once fed to my father
and place your hand upon my face
for we are hollow men and mer
sent to harm the ones we know
the ones we swore to loathe and carry
primordial trust and the hearts we’d marry

tear your soul and mind asunder
for I have come to break your heart
your body will bend
your hand will know murder
your eyes will know beauty
and your tongue will go no further

forever in place
and without our devotion
the world will know truth
as we drain our flagons of ash
we mark our graves with promises
and debt

to honour God’s corrosion

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