Devil Goddess

I am the devil goddess,
I goddes on her knees,
the evil angel,
framed at the altar of innocence,
An infant satan,
drunk in the virtue of Jesus.
the princess of darkness,
dancing under the silver dark suns,
my trivial sorrow,
my smiling tears,
witness the moonlit trance,
the scent of breaths,
dampened by unshed tears,
and the flow of bleak pulses,
ambushed by tranquil fears.
I am the spirit of deception,
the ghost of innocence.
My promise is my deprivation,
my decline my devotion.

Wretched in misery embedded in matter,
far away through dark orbits,
flies glory my soul,
the abstract grace ,
an inborn art.
And lying frozen in this flesh grave,
my mind endeavours,
to disclose, to discover,
the zenith of ecstasy,
beyond the depths of thoughts.

So meet me my friend,
I am a dream, a thought , an illusion,
fragrance of fragile petals,
drowning in the whisteling winds,
scattered in the mist of dawn,
but do not come close,
do not step near,
I am fire , a burning fire,
ablaze in the flames of hell,
singing in the cries of worshippers.