Rhea Sylvia Demos
As the child I'm the son of man As the mother, clothed in the sun I am Sanctuary for the weary soul The life giving word that no one knows A simple choice made the angels fall A simple lie now believed by all The sky is blue when the sun is shining But by the light of the moon, the truth ain't hiding As the child I'm the son of man As the mother, clothed in the sun I am Sanctuary for the weary soul The life giving word that no one knows Man is the god of earth, the answer to every question Given to generation and birth by a God who is the man of heaven As the child I'm the son of man As the mother, clothed in the sun I am Sanctuary for the weary soul The life giving word that no one knows Once there was a sun above, the only law we knew was love Once there was a moon to glow, once there was a way to know Once there was a sun above, the only law we knew was love Once there was a moon to glow, once there was a way to know Once there was a sun above
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
Unfortunate times have descended upon us Like wave after wave of the tide A constant reminder that on the horizon Is a fate from which we may not hide Curving rays of once straight light Ending reign of once dark night Curving rays of once straight light Ending reign of once dark night Unfortunate times have descended upon us Like rays, endless rays of sunlight It's a song that is ending, a branch that is bending From the weight and the age of its design Curving rays of once straight light Ending reign of once dark night Curving rays of once straight light Ending reign of once dark night I'm alone right now And the feeling's gone It's a curse to know When you're moving on I'm alone right now And the feeling's gone It's a curse to know When you're moving on I'm alone right now And the feeling's gone It's a curse to know When you're moving on
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
There's a sentence, there's a syllable A point of reference, the ineffable What man can say no to the weight of the soul while rising? There's a balance unachieved There's a prophet unbelieved What man can say no to the weight of the soul while rising? One day when the rain falls hard, one day when the wind blows sharp Once in the deepest moon, we will find you One breath of deepest sun, disguised in everyone Once sin is reflecting truth, we will find you
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
Restless river of the heart Ever flowing, ever dark Moving well without will Never stopping, never still In this state of memory, we wait In this cage of melody, we wait Line after line, hesitate Dream after dream, re-awake There's a reason for the river to change its course To be dissolved and absorbed in its source Like the unignited fire awaits its fuel So does death wait for you In this state of memory, we wait In this cage of melody, we wait Line after line, hesitate Dream after dream, re-awake
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
I'm ashamed of running away from nothing at all. I just can't deal with these feelings any more. But when I look around at the fiends who would needle away my resolve, who would recreate me in their image, I recognize their insignificance. And so the winds of history disperse the fog of mysticism. The weeds of technology, those vast mechanical growths, release their stranglehold on culture. We call to the blackest sun to wither away. And I seek an end. If I could but see it. And by the actions of my own hands, it is revealed. This new epoch when mastery has turned to fellowship, when those with a hatred for life have seen an end to their own: these intellectuals who replaces facts with their mythologies, these tiresome brutes who violently sustain might makes right pedagogy. A new world springs from the corpse of the old. Our most ephemeral desires and our most treasured dreams lay the foundation for a brilliant new reality. Social interaction is no longer defined by dutiful sadism. The death of the system, the system of death. This will be the day
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026