Báthory Erzsébet

Here Decompose forever Aware and unholy Encased in marble and honey from the swarm A thin coat of infernal whispering that bleaches from within A darkness that defiles thought Stolen by the wingless harpies whose memories lay waste the valley of diamonds Where the great One sleeps Her eyes Placid pits of violent tar and bitumen regurgitated by demons chained to misery Eyes that see nothing for there is only darkness that wells up from inside A thick viscous cloud smothering hope A blanket woven from the dung of the old ones Their disease the tapestry of all that is futile Her gaze burning holes in the veil that protects the chosen Her breathe a plague that unleashes the frozen wolves Blind Their tongues paint your heart with scorpions Their pestilence an invitation for the only one that matters for She is the presence that is all that is un-named For it is Her The begotten Mistress of eternal hunger Dwell forever in her great unholy stomach where the damned befoul themselves in the glory of her fecund and bloody history Worship in the torment of a million wasted lives Bathe in the horror that the blood of time carries with the plague And befoul yourself with worship For she hate you eternally with the ferocious lust that binds all that inhabit the waste and forgotten The blissful loathing of you is now all that remains Alone Forgotten and damned