Degenesis

Degenesis

Wiseman they call me, elder and sage

I have always been there, through all time and age

I am the essence, the visionaire

Hear my words, dear listener, dare

For with thee my story I share:

Once upon a tragedy our knights returned

With triumphant euphoria from their quest

In lands forgotten and forlorn

And entered our citadel, but not alone...

From the plateau of the battlements I espy

Black flowers on the skin depicting their cloth

An absurd legacy of the subdued

Lurks in their honorable hearts

...The precursor of a latent drama

Virgins, bards and fools await their scene

As teeth are chopped in muscle tissue

Voluptuous fusion of saliva and sperm

Phallus and flesh, hunger and lust

Infernal orgy of decadent meat

Yersinia Pestis - unveiled

High above the feast, hidden in the clouds

Moon's sickle waits, threatening to behead

Succulent odors swallowed by the stench of decay

The dancing scythe joins the carnal play

"Such as I was you are,

And such as I am you will be

Wealth, honor and power are of no value

At your hora mortis"

"Were my eyes not hollow, would I perceive

Your untouched beauty and angelic grace

My dear lady, so dainty and cold,

Oh grant me this dance and your life shall end old"

A wave through foul bodies

Culmination of the sick

Life's defloration

And the Dead overcome the Quick

"Your bright red lips grown deathly pale

As you listened to the dying men's wail

I have done my work well, now I will depart

What I leave behind is called macabre art!"