Doors of his face, the lamps of his mouth

Vargant Lord of plagues

And deserts; he speaks on behalf

Of savage and of charm

Thus loathsome and beautiful twin

Skilful, frigid hands.

So subtle the nature of sin.



The spider's kiss

Aesthetics bizarre

For many in shapes of the beauty unversed

Multiform it's species;

Vestments and vestures are diverse



Spider's kiss

So charming, attractive, delicious and sweet

There's a grace in vile, a glamour,

Enjoy the unique

Comes now impetuous tide to waters wild,

Seas, ship furrowed not

Comes now the concept

Left to minds alert

A day when great is subverted.

And will we mourn over his gifts?

Nescient of the gloom, once sent to a realm of eclipse...



Former nevermore

Their commonness has passed us by.

Mortal architects, we raise the pathology high...