Darkness Visible by Charles E S Fairey I am a formless unknowable black canvas, of a face My veiled form hides the truth of thee, Oh Lord All others glue to my form, with magnetic embrace Come hither, be mine host, for the souless Lord. I am darkness invisible, oblivion itself Even the King of Terrors, serves my utter chaos I have a face of all and many forms, but not myself For I have none, but oblivion’s infinite unknowable darkness. If darkness was visible, my form would terrorise For to see your Lord, in his truest form Your eyes with bleeding darkness, would the devil realise For upon my cross you suffer, in my anger, hoof and horn. My price you may ask, is evil, it is mine For I do not wish you, to suffer the same I have chased myself, for magdelenic ethereal time Yet still no one, I, the Lion, has been able to tame. A thousand features, a thousand forms, infinity Darkness Visible, the light a’blazoned, the veil of the unknown A thousand sins, a thousand crimes, the law of divinity I made my enemies, with hell’s eternal fiery throne. But darkness visible, would have it no other way For he knows what love is, and is eternity true It doesn’t matter if you judge me, or care to pray For darkness visible, is all I have ever known, or knew. |
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