Screaming whispers lost in the dark...into the disquiet of strange dreams...divinity of madness consumes...distorted movements and velvet eyes...bewildered illusions underneath...
And within the luminous black nimbus, a gold and purple twilight curled and glittered. Upon the heart of deepest mystery...lies the purity of wanderlust.
Strange Gods and Visitations...Liquid moonlight and painted nights...Angels and saytrs dance...Into a crystallized romance...Strange Gods and Visitations
A reptilian figure becomes the night
Fallen angels savor with delight
Sycophants spew of blasphemy
Of what they do not know
Of what they do not see