Mystrion ts anomias
Cursed to wander with eternal wounds
Open for the beast to enter
And to possess.
A desolate
riddle of self-destruction
A sip from the Devils wine
An eager wish to recieve and to enter.
The punishment, the
reward!
The splendor of the horns
That rape a thousand forevers.
Is the light of compelled redemption
Eternal sorrow. the
blessing of Satan.
Fulfillment in self-torture
Glorious delight in rivers of blood.
Is the key to summon His
presence
Evil. Scars of ancient ofermode.
To enter the principle of orderless evil
The divine mystery reversed.
Oh, this
discipline of a spirit in pain
By the constant touch.
Mystrion Ts Anomias.
Unholy enemy of Christ.
Forever present.
forever hungry!
[Belfagor, june 1997]