The Ecstasy Of Death
The Ecstasy Of Death
by Charles E S Fairey
On yonder shore of Lord Death I explored
Where skulls upon hill were strewn all about
And demons called and at mine feet clawed
Yet my mind was a cacophony of angelic rout
Yet one alluring voice stood out above all the crowded rest
What I had come to know, now I'm at the end of my quest.
"Oh Sacred Warrior pick from the ground thy Beautiful Red Red Rose,
Thy Rose of Sharon, thine, mine Heart that conquored Immortal Death
Ignore the graves of untold lies and unholy grasping deathly throws
For it is thy Word that you doth desire and the eternal loving breath,
Thy Rose, Thy Rose of Thine Sacred Heart, Thy Tree of Immortality
A tale of Death through Life and a rule of morality yet eternal ecstasy!"
On yonder shore of Lord Death I plucked
A unique Rose like Tulip born in sacrificial blood
The winds and earth, like quake shooked
As into mine Heart the Secret of Death did flood.
"Oh my Lord, My Great Warrior, Lord of Death
Is it You who doth seek mine embrace
And together writhe eternal in blissful breath
Whilst you see the mirrored truth of face,
For you are not one but four; male, female and animalistic
Cloven feet, androgynous form and ascending horns fantastic,
My Lord, My God of Gods come writhe with me 'til eternal
And lie with me in the chamber of the ethereal immortal,
The true Being of thine Sacred Heart, My Rose, My Rose,
And from Life Rise to Death, for now all of Being Doth Knows."
On yonder shore of Lord Death I Rose
From the bare earth scattered by the unbecame
And now the Secret of Being I can now close
For me and the Magdalene are One, the Same,
My Heart bled both a Red Red Rose and Fallen Innocent but Deadly Lily
But now my True Being is in Mine Own Desire, the Spirit of Holy Ecstasy!