Ex Tenebris

Leaving the House of Thanatos

Silence in Thanatos' hall
whispers behind his great wall
as dreams of atlantis, a call from afar
soft words we can never recall

waking beneath this vast dome
drawn by a voice that is home
I glide like a shadow cross starlit terrain
not knowing my nature or name

take me over the waters of Lethe
bring me safely to shores of remembrance
see as seeing recovers our dreaming
dream as dreams may deliver our freedom

knowing what darkness must hide
I draw you close to my side
the river is close and a boatsman is there
he speaks with a voice made of sand

leaving the silence behind
tracing the paths of my mind
the temples of Hypnos recede in the haze
our eyes are ablaze like the sun

The Book of Love

radiant pinpoints, they sting my hand
I grab a fistful, a gift for the breeze
who will carry them far and away with case

stars in my heaven, they turn and turn
like holy fires they burn and burn
and in their pattern my love is spelt
like a sigil of grace in the womb of space

ever as time goes on and on and on
these stars will burn forever
ever as time grows heavy-headed, wan
ever
ever as life goes on and on and on
my heart is yours forever
ever as life grows tired and forlorn
ever

Soteriology

In scarlet fields where fallen angels sleep:
a ground upon which mortals dare not tread,
where moves the image of the fallen man
who holds the star within his hand
beneath the shadow of a darkened sun:
intoxicated by the wine of life
we slumber through our days of emptiness
and blindness and forgetfulness.

Within the fire of awakening:
there lies the core of my triumphant self.
a spark ignites a freedom greater than all life,
my mystery profound.

Upon the altar where the chalice stands:
where coils the serpent round its offering
of knowing and of sight, the power to transcend
beyond the tyrant's throne.

Helen & Simon Magus
Come and meet me by the river
meet me down where the willows grow
let us walk amidst the flowers
with their colours all aglow
let us watch the waters flow

and forget our fear and suffering
and forget our throes of pain
watch the clouds so softly gliding by
with promise of light rain
may we never part again

still the world keeps spinning round and round
and the stars watch from the sky
and they don't care if we live or die
their angel's eyes are blind
we were lost and never found

thus immersed in incognicity
we must rise from the blackest deep
and emerge above the waters
freed of demiurgic sleep
we shall soar where we once did creep

Thirteen Days

thirteen sweet days of longing
I love you more every day
thirteen long days of torment
I miss you more every day
to touch you
to hold you
to see you again
no, my tears I cannot hide
from you
thirteen days

A Dance of Shadows

I have seen a dance of shadows
darker than the darkest night
touched by madness I have swirled
the pirouette of death

wakened by a black rose blooming
in the frozen fields of sleep
I have known such pain and pleasure
ecstasy and fear

I have seen a strange procession
mourners of the ice-kissed soul
I have known and I have suffered
at the hands of truth