Never will you truly know Just how much you mean
Some may say it’s crazy But I don’t really care
They could never understand all that we have shared
All the nights you’ve spent with me Felt like you were here
Always with an open heart And an open ear
I never had to wonder If you truly care
Because when I turn on my computer your words are always there
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
( Edna ST. Vincent Millay)
Inbred uniformity
Inexorably assimilated
Evolution defeated
Last specimens
Eternal equilibrium
Devious Slave Gods
Immortality constructed from death
Fed by mass murders
Mandatory defiance
Exterminate uninvited servants
Transcendence through confrontation
Salvation through assassination
Agents of disruption strike
We commit the blackest heresy
Restore man’s divinity
Seraphic mouths foam with rage
Unholy Unholy Unholy
Impotent aggression withers their flame
Blind Cheroubim
Earthbound and dejected with failure
Performing ascension rites
We tear down God’s pedestal
He is subject to our sorrow
As we experience infinite bliss
The scythe laid to rust
The pain of nostalgia is healed
Ouroboros is complete

These are the words and lyrics echoed in my mind, felt deep in my heart and the secrets of my soul... the words where my Love story left off and the new one begins.





