April MOON - XXX.IV.MMXXII
CHALICE OF BLOOD
Again I lose myself on your barren, deserted path
Where I’ve been looking for you for ages
Only accompanied by your twisted body
Crawling on all fours,
Led on a chain by the devil
I tried always to set you free
But my fighting voice had died away like
The roars of the ravens on a whiteout day
Your abandoned body didn’t answer
Probably you couldn’t, but just maybe
Just maybe you didn’t want to
We dive into the blood of demons
A tempting warm bosom of a mother
A deaf heaven against all anxieties
We get overwhelmed by deceptive bravery
But there is a rising desire
A malicious call to dive deeper
Into the depths of blood
The chalice of blood rooted like a body part
It weaves its way through your flesh
To incarcerate your soul
Your glassy pale eyes
Stare contemptuously at me
Were those pathetic ruins
All that have been left of your great wisdom?
Rotten dreams and crippled philosophy
Was it you, who has promised all those lies?
Convinced to find the strength
In the depths of the blood
To defeat the greedy fat devil
You felt the burning drop of demons
And you had known that an overfilled ocean
Would never be enough
To suffocate this craving pain
I dive into the blood of demons as you did
I awake in front of the gate where hell awaits me
The Crumbling steps
Back to the world of the living
Steadily get longer
I’m on the run like a wounded animal
With the predators on my heels
I mustn’t be possessed
By the demonic blood
Where you have drifted for so long
Until your death occurs
In harmony with the art of mother nature
I see you diving through the forest
Under the dragon’s rock
Where your ashes rest
In hope that you are freed
From the agony craving to feed the cruel demon
In memory of Monika Maria Mirgeler
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Dedicated to all the poor souls forever swallowed
by the dark blood of demons and to those who still fight to this day.
