Prudence's Fall

He became the swarm, indeed a pitiful imitation to the verge of a quiet glance, an oracle without eyes Darkness... My precious companion, even thou canst see His face Salvation, turned to bleed despair, compa*sion fled... Sadistic delight flowed, like Hell burned brighter existence woven into darkness, prudence did fall ...In Satan's beauty, Life was found... A flow of orgasmic fire, swept through the cosmic night I enthroned darkness triumphant, with the searing trident of the Inferno "Gaze towards the Heavens, and you might catch a glimpse of Me..."