Nights In Solitude

As I reflect my past

I memorize the nights in solitude

When my only friend

Was the dagger at my heart

And the essence of red streams,

Which I released from the prison of my veins,

Mirrored the lone trust I ever felt

Because my only friend was Death

The silent screams of my aching heart

Was buried into everlasting stillness

And the pain I suffered every day

Was unseen in the dark chambers

Which was my very soul...

But in solitaire hours in the dead of night

I stared deep into the ravenous abyss

And as I float into qliffotic tunnels

I saw them, eleven shadows from beyond

In their black oceans I drowned myself

And so, I was reborn as a Spirit

What I saw in the depths

Ignited a forbidden flame in my heart

And now, dealed by the light of Lucifer

As I reflect my past

I memorize the nights in solitude

When my only friend

Was the dagger at my heart

... and I truly know

That all the pain was worth it

This nights of black agony

Gave everlasting birth

To the essence of my true self

I speard my wingd and fly away

Into a night, so beautiful and clear

Nox Aurea...

The struggle of Liberation goes on

Until the very last chain is broken

The path to wisdom dwells beneath us

Per Aspera Ad Astra...