Tortured Soul Asylum

"Oh, sweet Midian

I burn for thee at heart

Don't despair me

Come bare me on wings of graveyard robbed leather

To where pleasure rings deep secrets

In spurts after dark..."

Under full moons waxing lyrically

Death's poetry floods the soul

Like the freezing seed of a demon freed

To curse the stars with vertigo

And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide

Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs

Hymeneal gates to darker sides

A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies

Midian...

Haunted by this portent

This obsession in my mind

With a city sunk below

Tall cedar groves and graves sublime

Sporting their importance

Marble wings spread to the skies

A vale of dreams that it would seem

The daylights race to leave behind

These visions struck like a furious fuck

Nailing wet lips to cold cemetery walls

Flashes of lust to dust

Splashed across my psychic pall

As hybrid lovers reached their cusp

With final thrusts I saw it all

Forbidden Midian

A long fabled Judecca

A sanctuary for sin...

To rival Heaven

Free of Eden's tragic wreck

(Though the only Angels in repose

Were those with ivy strangled necks)

Small mercies in vistas of dolmen and vault

Gaunt, haunched edifices

Midst lightfingered mists

From whence more awful shadows

Drew back rusted bolts

And dared a threshold

The searing Sun had knelt to kiss

Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth

The Tribes of Christ will not forgive

And shall not suffer their kind to live

For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs

Or their waltz so sibilant

Through the gathering gloom

But from flumes of the moon in bloom

Baring cach a face effaced

And raped in the womb

In hidden Midian

A vatican lying in state

For the sanctity of sin...

To rival Heaven

Above Eden's birth defects

Though the only Angels that arose

Were those who fell to most requests

Small mercies in vistas where dolmen and vault

Caught twisted whispers where fisted sisters

Haunched, flaunted orifice

Midst lighter fingered mists

Whilst I watched without revolt

Carnalities few beasts permit

Between the dog and wolf

Bared fangs met in intercourse

A nightly rite of teeth and cunt

For those below who rose to hunt

Sor sights that preyed on Me for days

And in laudenum's haze

I painted them all...

The slew of sith and kin

I drew in blood, my veins in thrall

To Deathugees at peace within

(An underworld free of Mortal rule)

Crotesques and wolves in womens skins

The raven winged and missing limbed

Suicides and split thighed Seraphim

And marble stairs

Stargrazers dare

Ascend like prayer

(As smoke or ghost or lithe nightmares)

Under fullmoons waxing lyrically

Death's poetry floods the soul

Like the recking weed of a demon freed

To curse the star with vertigo

And in their dance, in trance I prise wide

Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs

Hymeneal gates to other sides

A labyrinth wherein Midian hides

Midian...

I know I've seen

Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity

Lucent prides amassed in last retreat

Prurient souls but no more freaks

Than those leashing dreams at harm's length from Me

And just like grim ascension prophecies

My revenge, carved deep, will be

A grisly plot that reads

Like my filthy white ward spattered with their screams

When My Deviliverers come from fog for Me...

Exhuming the moon

Through the bars in My room

The sooner the bitter pills swallowed are through...

But no Genobites rise to claim Me for you

No! No! No!

Don't leave here in this storm weathered cell

No! No! No!

With prophets and losses

And dead men from crosses

My fate is a preview of derelict Hell