Asceticism And Passion

Thus far inwards come few in
This naught and this nowhere
He who seeks the cross of Christ
And falls alone, remains alone in his fall
Thus far inwards come few in
Oblivion and all have failed
He who seeks the cross of Christ
Shall fall and remain alone in his fall

I am weary, I am drained
My prayer is adrift, my zeal bygone
I am forsaken, I am lost
I am open for it to dwell
An epiphany in starving darkness
The hunger and the absence
A new Sun, whose rays are frozen and barbed

Oceans of stasis
Beyond gehinnom
Void comes, void claims
No more I live

See it come in blood and horror
As it tears through shrouds of will
As it rips through veils of psyche
To conquer and to devour

See it come in death and doom
To feed upon the seeds of doubt
Erect its throne upon
Dry remnants of shattered soul
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My heart and life have become
A grotesque sanctuary wherein it manifests
With glimpse of its void
Through every fiber of these putrid lungs
Each word resounds with bleak confidence andominous faith
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An epiphany in starving darkness
The hunger and the absence
Beyond gehinnom

Void comes, void claims
I shall rise high this new heart of stone
Forever closed to his love
A burden, yes, and a bitter reward
For adoration of the three nails
And true communion with God

I am transformed, I am given purpose
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