(it was lightning i saw it i swear i survived it)

the delicacies of lightning
the delicacies I was surviving
I confess: I had faith in flesh

I was surviving
the delicacy of lightning
Fire in my Flesh
desire the delicacy of lightning
I was surrendering
to Fire in the Flesh
where was my life
in this wreckage
it was desire that kneeled at my feet last summer
but it was me pleading for surrender
this is the mirror of fire
this is how you die
this is how you survive
by the terrors I tarnished
obsidian dawns
and by the oblivion of mornings
I was as good as gone
as the ghost of a forgotten god
heir of fire this is how you die
heir of ice this is how you survive
there was Fire in my Flesh
the Architect! of Creation!
Maybe it was a Maelstrom
Maybe It was Me
desire with the delicacy of lightning
and I was surviving
the architect’s bewilderments
first to forget annihilation’s divinity
there was Fire in my Flesh
maybe that Maelstrom was Named Me
like a grave of radiance
every love was a haunting
and I wanted
Oblivion’s forgotten storms to remember me
first to forget annihilation’s divinity
there was Fire in my Flesh
maybe that Maelstrom was Named Me
desire rose with the apocalypse
I confess: there was fire in my flesh
OBLIVION WAS SINGING AND IT WAS SYMPHONY
THE SURVIVAL OF DESIRE I SAW THAT IT LIVED IN ME
FIRE IN THE FLESH, I DESIRED IT WOULD KILL ME
Annihilation was paradise singing in oblivion
and I witnessed the tyrant of the abyss
Maybe It was a Maelstrom
Maybe It was Me
Ruin it was Rising
Ruin it was Survival like Need
Desire rose as apocalypse devastation in me
like the mouth of Jonah’s whale it was void after swallowing void