Seraphim System - The High Priestess
A crown of guile and a veil of deceitA venomous tongue from which there is no reprieve
Honey fermented with ruinous words
The plot is unraveling before your captive audience
Rise on wings of fragile frailty above all fault
The solution lies within your denial
Labyrinthian, twisting negation
Coiled as a serpent ready to strike
Those around you
An art of dust and decay that I can not abide
It's the cold behind your eyes
A secret kept through the rain slick edge of nothingness
Growing further from your mouth to the ears of hell
She kneels
I spit forth the apple
This too in time shall pass
Wounds marked by battle will heal and fade
Leaving no scars but only ones I remember
An inverted High Priestess
I am an inferno which sparks beneath the ice
Turning stillness into roiling madness
Seething outwards in a desperate clamor
My malignancy never paling in your comparison
Half truths and superstition
My heart, a fortress that will withstand any siege
Should enemies hold fast to the gates which have for decades stood
Blowing cold and battering
The oils are prepared for you, my love.
Nothing will ever change
Nothing new is to be expected
This is not what I wanted out of life
Written by:
John Stancil
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