harvest of raging seasons

the unraveling of the celebrations

reading the fate of a charming desperation  

behold, as the mantle of illusions fall's

over their celebration halls

higher spirits 

are free

and guided by beguiled, 

in the balance of the degenerated

that burns the flesh

and shackles the faith

through the harvest 

of our raging seasons, 

the blooming seeds

of all forgotten reasons

the revealed plague 

arose

a plague forgotten 

at the dawn

of all our

crystal memoirs

for a frail temptation

iced

as miasma of the sirens

to their savage beauty, we plug our eyes and tear our hearts 

- come forth now, 

howling mother of ours

the iron will, shall not cease the storm

the bringer of aisles 

of the underworld, the conquering worm

hear the roaring of the wind 

through the mist, the silence is our new word

silently new world, men of straw they awed

- for a lethal cold god

all the children wait

under their caves,on death valley

they rally in faith

with no moral distinctions

a judgement of heaven & hell 

intertwined

- the plague is the law

pervading our humanity

amidst

a innocence loss 

the mercurial course 

to whom 

wanders from

Venus to Mars

(between genesis and chaos)