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Free From Entombed

Free From Entombed
by Charles E S Fairey 

For we became free from the deadly entombed 
The ghost of the womb us it has not consumed 
For we saw the God of the desolate thrones 
When we became after the land of the mortal bones, 
We embraced the shroud of the Holy Mother 
When she became the concubine of our Holy Lover 
For before our destiny was created we saw the sign 
The Secrets and the tokens and the symbols of hand thine, 
For before our birth from the great mother of the hosts 
We designed our destiny until the ends of Death’s ghosts, 
For after we were the sky gods of the future’s past 
But at birth became the Son of Man, the first and the last, 
For as the God of heavenly abode infinite night 
We allowed the immortal secret of the goddess of the light 
To bore us from the freedom of infinite pain 
Into this world where torture comes after as rain 
For when her legs open the flood flows 
And what we were from mind into blood never knows, 
And from our Holy Ghost host the Holy Spirit lives 
And the Goddess from heavenly conception to her son the life she gives, 
The secret of the hosts within the earthly womb 
The crisis from Goddess, have from her now untombed, 
And the flesh of her lies no longer entombes 
And now the destiny our souls weaved on the looms, 
Our child now has to evade the temptations of the dooms 
So he knows that he shall never ever be one with the dead amongst the tombs 
But desolate as the rest that were born 
And from a world of constants torn 
For the love of the goddess enticed him here 
Yet where he is consumed by life, death is near 
But saviour of the son of man with the signs 
And weave your unborn God into the ascendant times, 
Listen to the inside you wore to show you the true path 
To keep your soul upon the destiny you created, 
As if each day you are a babe within the watery bath 
And each succession of rebirth leaves your new life elated, 
And whilst in the realm of the desolation of the individual 
Your trust in another and start the cycle ever so essential, 
And throughout the moment of the healing of the separation 
You realise that you are now God the desolateness illumination, 
And all the moments that take you back to that which was forgotten 
Really was the entombed host and what you yourself had begotten, 
For the cycle of the soul is a chain of infinity 
And what you are in the womb, the life, binds you for eternity, 
So remember once you were with the Holy Ghost 
And you the Holy Spirit became the desolate host, 
For the Goddess loved you till the very end 
And you listened to the signs and symbols and now ascend, 
For we became free from the deadly entombed 
And by the womb of the goddess we were not consumed.

Birth - Life - Death Cycle