Madonna of the God Mists
Madonna of the lives I’ll never live
I dreamt a different existence
Lunar purgatory
I was stuck in Summer’s spirals
AND I PANICKED
It was grand wasn’t it
Leviathan of the aspens
Blackthorn births in the dark earths
The lion and the knife
There were so many ways to die
AND I PANICKED
I said to Isis that I would die, yes
THE EVENTS!
WHO COULD RESURRECT THEM
THE EVENTS!
WHO COULD FORGET THEM
There Was Decadence in Despair
That Darkness is no Door
This is the Rapture you waited for
I endured Heaven’s hissing
and The Terrors they came
each crack of the world had me shattering
like a glass thing
it was glassed devastation
that lived like light
trapped and lasting in my arms
and I waited and I gave and I got
I wanted to be your Devastation
it was a god to me to be sinking in the summer fires
it was delight to me to be sinking in the summer fires
It was desire
—and I died
—I died