Death’s Shroud

A maelstrom of uncertainty
Shrouds my longing
As resolve dies in my heart

Demons race through my veins
Carrying the poisonous lie of clemency
Making my heart thin and ragged

This inner shrine long abandoned
Devoid of care or worship
Has faded into yesterday

Fallen quests and duplicity
Have weakened my ramparts
Forsworn by the blind hearted

Once valued beyond rubies
My walls crumble in to the void
Beauty once divine now a hollow echo

My halls await the chosen to realign
And bring my kingdom to life again.
~~Feral Goddess, A Green-Muilenburg

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Extinction’s Deluge

At the edge of oblivion Her forces gather

A ragtag cohort of the incorruptible

Defying legions of the obedient blind

She conjures The Plane of Perdition

A tempest to clear away all defilers

Ravishers of the sacred firmament

Earth desecraters they are named

Staining creation with chaos and deceit

Above and below awaits in silence

~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

Path of Eternity

Hail unto thee Great Goddess
Whose wings encompass all
Painting creation with your divine breath
Adoration to the first daughter of Nuit
Who is mighty in heka
The Great Day Barque rises at your bidding
Bringing illumination to mankind
You are the path, the way to rebirth
Sing me into godhood Mistress of Magic
That I may join you in eternity
~~Thy Daughter, A. Green-Muilenburg

My Demons

My demons dwell in my scars
Caged with ropey fibers
Armored with unpigmented flesh

Fearful creatures seeking asylum
Frightened of the light and fresh air
Yet ever restless under my skin

For freedom is death if released
So they burrow into my soul
Whispering twisted truths into my heart.
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

MANTLE of DYING

Transfixed by this hallowed pyre
Clinging to the last flicker of creation
The void ushers in the dying
My world is spent and death ebbs in
Soothing me in its darksome cloak
Destruction is found in the turning of worlds
Gently in holy conflagration we flow into the Duat
Pulled by the sacred Barque of Night
~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg

FOREIGNER

Crushing otherness today

Detached from my own skin

Only breathing reminds me

Displaced am I in this world

Castaway, renegade, exile

Standing outside of fleshy throngs

Misunderstood and misunderstanding

Craving human absorption

Desirous of the fool’s banality

Embargoed on intimacy, acceptance, love

For those sensations are for the accepted

The elect, the citizen…. the enthralled

~~Feral Goddess, A. Green-Muilenburg