transcend the darkness dust to dust, 1000 moons old, rebirthed in opposites.
confined to this world of shadows, a journey amongst the dead.
free from the harm of time, feast on the crimson wine.
uncontrollable feeding, i must go on.
dormant by day, arising at dark
fly with me, into the moonlight, entranced by it’s opaque twilight
it’s calling to me, with radiant control.
i levitate for the moon my soul.