Aethyria Suicide Is Sacred
This suicide is sacred, to release my immortal spark! See the light full of hatred, soul torn apart! Infintum burning with pain torn eyes, discern the lord of death! Spirit inverted, samsara lies; I take my last breath. Blaspheme the watcher; sincerity's illusion is dispelled by hate! Our souls twisted after, away from scenes revealed to late! In lands of all darkness, my life rests in calm rivers of blood! Carrion feed and prey, my eyes see a way through; floods of light that whisper of dying, sight decays and born again. Eternal chalice unbroken; grail of my death is only your end. Light the fire! Trapped in darkness burning desire! Cast my soul to the wind, pass away transcend! Intrinsic energy, ever flowing free, the eyes are closed; breathe! Rhythmic waves of the ocean, aggressive, uncertain! Glide serenely on the wind, transparent sin! In panoramic view my thoughts spiraling from the center, from a place I knew before I entered. As I slide in and out of her, coalescing in desire. Wrapping and raping my self in illusion. I will not fear my own projections, as I cross the land of the dead! Look at the nature of the world, impermanent like a dream, even the dream does not exist! Therefore, renounce and abandon the world forever! Vapors arise from the earth, become clouds, and vanish into sky, not good, not evil beyond the temporal riddle! Like a wave of water, luminosity is veiled, by the rising of desire; I will not drown in the river, of samsara! No-soul, no-self, all empty! Hatred craving illusion, polishing the black mirror, self luminous confusion; strife born! Like a wave of water, I will not drown in the river. Like a wave of water, I flow from the center!
