RABISHU

• Artist: Lord The Magic
• Description: A poem about the dark touch of a great Old One upon a deceased fellow which results in his resurrection inside the coffin he and his dead wife were buried in. The unholy life he feels inside himself seems empty and parallel to his beloved wife's. He descends into madness within the abysmal box. Finally, a hard rain brought by storm drown him and release his poor soul as priest-god Cthulhu cackles in his unfamiliar blabber.
• Date: 12/07/2008
• Tags: rabishu

RABISHU

It seems so empty,
but I'm not alone.
You aren't with me,
yet I feel your bones.

There is a strangeness, here.
A strangeness I do not fear.
Stay close and follow me,
hold my hand, my dear.

I no longer talk,
I barely breathe.
When my heart stopped,
I darkened, beneath.

It crawls and scrapes,
it's trying to escape!
I can't ever get out of
this fiendish crate!.

It is not empty,
but I'm all alone.
I know you're with me,
but you have no tone.

Remorse, disembued, seeks the Liar.
Tragedy, uncoiled, seeks Desire.
Ashes, unearthed, seek the Mortal.
White Rain, from sky fallen, sets Fire.

The Ill hath left my body!
The Ill hath left my mind!
The Ill hath left my soul!
The Ill hath stayed behind!

Look onto, into, without and within,
but never look for KUTULU's Children.
Keep in thought, remember the following:
The Mythos & Magick shall never end.

Comments

[-MoNoTonE_PaNToMimE-]

This is really fantastic. Lovely choice of words, and great rhythm. <33