ζῆλος [16/11/2015]

I am the light of darkness,

The blackened sun and curse of many lands.

The angel of the lost,

The feathered fiend of those who pray.

Ashes for the saints

And roses for the dead.

I am not the lowly pawn of fates foretold,

But the foreseen king that praises the wicked and destroys the fair:

The Prophet and the prophesized.

I am the Lust and the Greed

The foremost and the last.

I greet the night with moonlit eyes

For she is my mistress,

Mine and no one else's.

And dare you gaze upon her light

And claim her or the stars.

And dare you call her by a different name

Or worship her otherwise, or turn your eyes from her.

For I will end you and pierce your heart,

And break your skin, and cut your hands,

And bleed your eyes, and crush your knees,

And feast upon your bones.

And damn your soul.

For I am all you fear and all you are.

For I am shouts and anguish,

And blood and flesh, and justice and truth.

For I am that and so much more.

For I made god, and all is mine.

For I am human and nothing is more.

For we are the same and yet we are not.