Strange Fire

A Poem

Sorrowful evil, comes from where?
A void at dusk covers the land.
The blackness of night, an ample cloak.
To kill, and eat, and reap, and rape.

The dissolution of conscious faculty.
The mind, abused and distorted.
Chaos incarnated.
The worship of Ba’al.

Yes, bend the knee to your dark gods.
Molech, Gog, and Magog, and Death.
More whose names are not known and can’t be.
Not by mere men.

Flay the flesh from the bones.
Taste the viscera.
Sacrifice on the profane altars of Vanity.
Wait to be consumed by a strange God.

Fire, strange to you.
All consuming.
burn me.
BURN ME!

11/09/2024