Mantra

Lucid, at the edge of the sky

The blood Moon calls to me

As the Sun burns out its light

Numina, hold my hands

Whilst I dance with entropy

I can’t bear to feel your sultry grip slip away from me

Please don’t let go

Don’t let me fall

Into the darkness

Into the angst and woe

The angst and woe

Into the angst and woe

Breathe she says

Breathe in the night

The cold air will open your eyes

To the other side, the other side of the divine

Bliss will not escort you

Through this forlorn abyss

But wisdom and perception

Will greet you at the rift

Heed these words, for once you flourish they will not last

There's only so much sand in an hourglass

Once you make the fall

All light will disappear

This darkness will entomb you

You’ll find love with achlyss

This darkness will entomb you

You'll find love

Spiraling

Endlessly

Is this what it takes for ourselves to be free?

If I give in to everything

Will I be one with the mantra within?

To kiss the lips

Of melancholy

To hold hands with

The mist of grief

The echoes of the ancient ones

Bid me to dance with death

Everything, everything I loved was merely the shadow of youth

My soul's voice calls out to Shiva

Present to me your eternal mantra

Om Namah Shivaya