PENTAFRENIA VULGARIS

INTRO

Frater Violuci: Can I record this Counsel of Cardinalia?
Alkyel Narakul: Only if You will veil it with your Poetic Mantle.
Arch-Serph Estedelux: It is too Cognitive and Abstract for them...

Vir Sanctus Erelus: The Order of Inner Codex approves this Idea!
Exarch Elux: Encryptic form is enough to maintain Neutrality.

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When in Dream You will Wake Up
You will Cry Poison Tears with Blood,
But all of this is just Inception
An End with Mask of many Faces.
You will Gaze with Lidless Eyes
At this Darkness from the Void,
Only in You lies The Power
Hidden Deep inside Your Mind.
You will utter with Chanting Voice
The Holy Pact you most Desire,
Then, Be Silent! Show Gratitude and Bow...

And from Dream You will Awake! 

Silver Heart – Golden Soul

Throne of Thorns and Wicked Fire
Drop of Blood in Crimson Mire,
He walks in Shadow under Stars
With Diamond Ring for Lady Night.

In Glade of Roses – Spark of Light!
Her Graceful dancing – Gift of Sight,
The Crown of Queen in Mortal hands
Shines with Glory on Desert Land.

He was Lost in Dream of Feelings
Thirst for Beauty and Secret Path,
Years like Water cleansed His Soul
Words like Fire burnt His Heart.

In Purple Dress on Top of Mountain
Where the Wind is Breath of Life,
She was waiting for His Shadow
Like fresh Rose for Morning Sun.

The World was Full of Fear and Chaos
With Broken Hopes and Distant Cry,
They Killed with Words and Healed with Anger
Hollow Gods with Twisted Magick -
Black Paradise in Endless Madness!

They were Watching from the Sky
How the Earth was Deep in Slumber,
With Her Voice and His Smile
Countless Moments spent in Love…

In Nocturnal Temple of Holy Light
At the Altar of Crescent Moon
She was giving Her Silver Heart
And His Gift – The Golden Soul!

And the Game of Solid Realm
Was Left Behind in Dust and Rain…
Not Gods…nor Mortals and no Spirits…
They just became Two Living Saints…