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The Ecstasy Of Death

The Ecstasy Of Death
by Charles E S Fairey 

On yonder shore of Lord Death I explored 
Where skulls upon hill were strewn all about 
And demons called and at mine feet clawed 
Yet my mind was a cacophony of angelic rout 
Yet one alluring voice stood out above all the crowded rest 
What I had come to know, now I'm at the end of my quest. 

"Oh Sacred Warrior pick from the ground thy Beautiful Red Red Rose, 
Thy Rose of Sharon, thine, mine Heart that conquored Immortal Death 
Ignore the graves of untold lies and unholy grasping deathly throws 
For it is thy Word that you doth desire and the eternal loving breath, 
Thy Rose, Thy Rose of Thine Sacred Heart, Thy Tree of Immortality 
A tale of Death through Life and a rule of morality yet eternal ecstasy!" 

On yonder shore of Lord Death I plucked 
A unique Rose like Tulip born in sacrificial blood 
The winds and earth, like quake shooked 
As into mine Heart the Secret of Death did flood. 

"Oh my Lord, My Great Warrior, Lord of Death 
Is it You who doth seek mine embrace 
And together writhe eternal in blissful breath 
Whilst you see the mirrored truth of face, 
For you are not one but four; male, female and animalistic 
Cloven feet, androgynous form and ascending horns fantastic, 
My Lord, My God of Gods come writhe with me 'til eternal 
And lie with me in the chamber of the ethereal immortal, 
The true Being of thine Sacred Heart, My Rose, My Rose, 
And from Life Rise to Death, for now all of Being Doth Knows." 

On yonder shore of Lord Death I Rose 
From the bare earth scattered by the unbecame 
And now the Secret of Being I can now close 
For me and the Magdalene are One, the Same, 
My Heart bled both a Red Red Rose and Fallen Innocent but Deadly Lily 
But now my True Being is in Mine Own Desire, the Spirit of Holy Ecstasy!