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.