The Toxic Salts - Slugdge

Maledictions spoken aloud from the slime-ridden scriptures

pages of abject text which eyes cannot decipher

strange visions appear in the poisonous fire

Payments paid in the blood of batrachian slaves cast into seering vats

Arise, luminous beings of vapour

now thralls in the servitude of the betrayer

Kneeling in murky waters, the soul now clean

Baptised and reborn;

his blood runs green

Sanity fades and reality melts away, before the gates of our lord

Tendrils emerge from an ocean of darkness, dragging his soul into the void

Take the ichor, the bitter taste of corruption

exist as an abomination

Until the death of the universe

A god amongst men all alone in his head

The same, yet alien, alone in the end, the king of the dead, the god amongst men

Elation marred by the realisation

Immortality has become a curse

a god desires nothing

for divinity is hell in the minds of the living

Once more into the breach;

gazing deep beyond the tides of oblivion

where the fundaments dance to the tune of gargantuan tenebrous gods

Crystalline sprites now forming before him

attemping to show him the mind of Mollusca

all spectrums of light visible in the scrying

confounded by new found perspectives on dying.