Guided into the unknown by the
Muses and the Source
The art proceeds, without any
direction or evident course.
The opposite tones are placed
diligently, in perfect matrimony;
Contrasting sounds create a sense
of symmetry and harmony.
To comprehend the body must be
separated
Sectioned like the sacrament
The paper is the flesh, and the
ink the blood
Meaning (Ka) the spirit, words
(Ba) the mud
The mind is the implement
Every deity is chained and
confined
An ember (mortality) the spark
that sets the gods free
In death, life is attained and
sublimed;
Remember the philosophy: “Do this
in remembrance of me”.
Like a bull was sacrificed and
its body consecrated,
Or the lion slain (concealed as a
lamb);
The immortal-mortal Son of God is
recreated,
The Nephilim, a man and also
"I Am".
Ancient rites intertwined and
disguised;
New ages, the same sacrifices
supplied.
Will Ahura Mazda set the captives
free;
Or is reality: in veracity, a
lock without a key?
Living audience keeps circling,
the deceased notes continue in a hoop;
Segments of mystic music, keep
the pallbearers in an endless loop.
Melodic verses created the
memory, and vipers intertwined impregnate the rhyme.
Symbolic melody, poisoned and
obscured by grains of dust, in the winds of time.
Thirteenth hour of the pyramid,
the axis is hidden beneath the sand.
(Crucify to resurrect,
Dissect to connect)
Divinity is found in the ashes;
or perhaps Perimetr; a poetic Dead Hand.
Composed By: A.D.
This one might be a bit confusing, but I hope you like it. If you have any questions (or constructive criticism) please comment/ask; and I`ll do my best to clear things up (Although I`m not online as much as I used to be).
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