Asceticism And Passion

Thus far inwards come few in

This naught and this nowhere

He who seeks the cross of Christ

And falls alone, remains alone in his fall

Thus far inwards come few in

Oblivion and all have failed

He who seeks the cross of Christ

Shall fall and remain alone in his fall

I am weary, I am drained

My prayer is adrift, my zeal bygone

I am forsaken, I am lost

I am open for it to dwell

An epiphany in starving darkness

The hunger and the absence

A new Sun, whose rays are frozen and barbed

Oceans of stasis

Beyond gehinnom

Void comes, void claims

No more I live

See it come in blood and horror

As it tears through shrouds of will

As it rips through veils of psyche

To conquer and to devour

See it come in death and doom

To feed upon the seeds of doubt

Erect its throne upon

Dry remnants of shattered soul

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My heart and life have become

A grotesque sanctuary wherein it manifests

With glimpse of its void

Through every fiber of these putrid lungs

Each word resounds with bleak confidence andominous faith

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An epiphany in starving darkness

The hunger and the absence

Beyond gehinnom

Void comes, void claims

I shall rise high this new heart of stone

Forever closed to his love

A burden, yes, and a bitter reward

For adoration of the three nails

And true communion with God

I am transformed, I am given purpose

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