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The Death Knell Tolls

["We must learn to live without the murderous consciousness that every berate we draw swells the rails which bear our frail vessels to the Port of the Grave." - Aleister Crowley (1875-1947)] I raised myself up from the bottom of a dead lake Black sirens wai...

Tunnel At The End Of The Light

Blackness split my forehead In infinite truth As the whole universe began playing A terrifying tune Thrown like a shadow A veiled figure beckons Framed by the dawn And riding a dead horse The tunnel at the end of the light Igniting my gaze with irradiant fire...

Unseen Sun

Unseen sun that shines within us Unseen sun that dwells within us Unseen sun that grows within us Unseen sun that lives within us The sky rings out Toward your holy seat The sky sings out Toward your holy seat Carried by chariots All is Void Your flesh will...

Wayward Confessor

King of death Your unshackled ghouls are tumbling on the borders Now race through goblet moons of ash Like convicts on the loose Tearing down my inner walls Like a hymnbook's tattered cover As all my abandoned unions From a vast and monstrous church Burn th...

Wilderness Is

“Is it because wilderness makes pretty picture postcards? Because it protects watersheds for downstream use by agriculture, industry, and homes? Because it’s a good place to clean the cobwebs out of our heads after a long week in the auto factory or over the v...

Woods To Conjure

Oh this isn't walking in the forest with grandpa When life was simple and honest This is a cold wet camp when the fire won't kindle And you're damp to the bone and miles from home When the trees shiver all through the timbers And the visions are embers of...

Wychwood Shrine

["I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age, forever" - Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)] I saw a carriage of celestial light Bless your brow with a chalice Of silver liquid sunrise A mysterious sembla...

Your Head Is Reeling

Collapsed laughter running, falling, drifting, across the mine field of your thoughts dissolved wondering: who am I? why should I be alone, alone? Concrete forests loom into view Steel throated robots tell you what to do Look out big brother is lookin' at you...