Prelapsarian

trembling beyond death as far as one can be amidst the others those who carry and relay the rebirth assigning passage and growth the controlling desire in the hands of the sick the illusion of nobility disrespecting the point of life while the arrogance of worry spreads sores of stress and bone sailing beyond this ascension awake proudly screaming of victory over death thousands of earth corpses later Hail Transformation! ("six grandfathers") amongst those desecrated sacred mountains the faces of false gods watch over the land watch over us all

...and yet this hate power is growing pitiful tribal distrust ecstatic in conjoined ignorance empty with pride your hate is nothing but fear induced arrogance addicts of emotional response

Their magic play of flames ceremony, the final steps path of dances a conflagration long past. who tore out his eyes for purity. embracing nature most base like a heavenly lightning burns a hated, dim fire of the wish.

Breathe your last, before kissing the icons edge infinitely gentle with their enormous wings Now the triple vow Unparalleled beauty One covered in ashes Within reason's grasp Every humiliation, every indignity Every human collapse Smothered under ashes of legend infinite radiating gaze the silence infinite diffusing gaze Lotus throne Infinite suggestion of one immortal gaze Presence of life eternal rebirth in the green and gold