Demonica

Moonlight strings ae dancing, a violin spectrum upon the twilight mirage
As shades in the specular surface, music surge, the ocean of night
Flickering stardust in rapture, tones of midwinter drama
Unwritten notes-cosmic sparks-painted within the fluid waves of dark
Requiem-or an astral salute to her birth

From the sky an angel falls, in radient white luminescence
Thorny arms ebraces her, in thirsty claws ensnared
Entangled by her web of pleased, enswathed-in a womb-cocooned
Emacialet-drained her blood-shivering-convulsive

The holy Virgin-Mary-Demonica

Melamorphosis-within chrysalid sleep, Slumbering in dreamlands of the deep
Her broken wings of innocence, now raven-feathered
From grace to black, the plague divine, Her holiness succumb to dark

The dark within her sacred heart-redeemed, bursted through her shell of purity
Blood from angels tearing flesh to weep
From Celestial hights pours streaming down death's sleep
By blood reborn-ascending from the tomb-in darkly splendor
A tiara of stars pon the canopy realm-her spanles wings

And so she raise, as a dragon ebony-veiled
With ruby eyes, like embers beneath(*) her crown of sacramental spine.
Baptized in blood, a hidden smile behind Medusas mask
In a Danse Macabre, furies by her side.
Her shadow, the dark horizon before my eyes, as black as night
Goddes of plague and blight-Demonica...

"My breath of frost to petrify, to drench thee into slumber
In dreams kept in captivity, now free to inverse the throes".
Demonica-like poetry-thy voice within my slumber
Erotica and endless dreams, like plague to pierce my heart
The maidens web, as a deadly sheet
I lay my head upon her knees-to sleep
In dreams like beams of moonlight streams-her voice infest my rest

A flicker past the eyelid-sheet. Of dreams of veiled reality?
My naked eyes deceived, my mind remains asleep
Deep within my universe, chimeras are sniffing their shadows
dancing raptures of purgatory, spawned by the witchcraft of Eve.