Soul Of The Beast

he acquired thousand names

each sequential dictated by fear

thousand times he burnt on stake

to arise from the ashes

stronger then ever before

the Beast

everyone wanted to kill him

he wasn't human

his throne

surrounded by stony ring of time

rolled in by the flames

from the heart of

Mother Earth

serpents guarded gates of his kingdom

to fulfill the curse

the tree of life

was it's heart

ravens

every of his thoughts

whereas thoughts were confined

like birds in a cage

in a helmet which

couldn't be removed

being born in it

(I will make their hearts hard

so they will never know the real name

let free volition be a blessing for those,

who will acquire the Knowledge

I will make them keepers of all keys.)

cursed let be those,

for whom they are weakness

stones in their eyes

are bigger then Mother Earth

and from their lips

runs a sea of blood